It was a beautiful fall day, and the colours were spectacular. We started off in one big group, but eventually broke off into pairs. The beginning was a long, vertical hike through fairly dense forest. The leaves were at their peak, so we were surrounded by red and yellow and gold, with the peaks of other mountains looming on the horizon. Eventually the thick tree cover began to thin out. At that altitude the leaves had already dropped, so the trees that did manage to grow there looked like twisted, white bones; they were especially striking when the clouds began to roll in. We came across patches of snow,our first of the season. Eventually, above the tree line, our surroundings changed again, this time to the wide-open expanse of a sunny, alpine meadow (like-thing. I doubt that’s the correct terminology) The sky was a deep, clear blue and reminded me of a Miyazaki film. After hiking through the “meadow” for some time, we came across an expansive mountain lodge. Although it was boarded up for the season, there were still a few groups stopped for a rest. This was the where the final climb to the peak was, so there was also a small Shinto shrine with a Torii gate. We stayed there just a bit too long and it was tough getting going again, but we eventually fell back into a rhythm and before we knew it, we were standing on the top of the world. Honestly, that’s what it felt like. When you looked off into the horizon, all you could see were clouds far, far below, and the peaks of distant mountains. It was exhilarating!













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