28 AUGUST 2008
I was
walking on Mt. Fuji one day...
Okay, wait a minute. Change that first sentence to "climbing miles of
rock, straight up, in the rain, in the freezing cold, in the dark" - and
then add that all of this was just to see the sunrise from the summit of Mt.
Fuji.
My husband has been planning this trip for months and I was never really fully
"on board". Climbing Mt. Fuji, after all, is a tad outside my comfort
zone and just doesn't sound like that much fun.
Nevertheless, I went, I climbed, I froze, I endured, and I survived - rather
sore and barely able to walk, talk, or think straight for the first couple of
days - but I did it.
We both did it.
So now we look at these pictures and groan together. (It's a strange way to
bond, I know.)
Before the ordeal...around 12:30 pm on Monday, August 25,
2008. We went to the Sengen Shrine - the gateway to the mountain itself - to
start getting good vibes.
It begins. 5:08 pm, 25 August
Two Hours Later: wet, cold, tired. Taking a brief break
at one of the
many mountain huts on Fuji-san. 7:32 pm
How dark was it? The photo below was taken at about 4:24 a.m. Those bright dots are headlamps. That's about all
you could see. Earlier, when we were rock climbing, all we could see were the
rocks right in front of our faces. The sky was so overcast and wet that no
moonlight shone through at all. At around 11 p.m., we found room to lay down at one of the
huts and slept for about three and a half hours. Just enough to get us to the
top in time for sunrise.
The Sun. Almost at the top of Fuji, the sun begins to
wake up. 4:43 am
We made it! Just as the sun pops over the horizon, we're
standing in front of the final station's Torii gate. 5:21 am
Rainbow at the End. We were so tired and just relieved
that it was over. We walked around the compound on top of the mountain in sort
of a daze but my husband was lucky enough to get this shot... 5:31 a.m.
That's about it for now. It's three days later and we're still tired, sore, and
recovering. Take it from me - it's a hard hike. Seriously.
~ j
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by jennyspouse.comat 7:29
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Labels: Japan, julie negron, life as a military wife, Mt. Fuji
Bec said...
We did Fuji
last year and I was terrified! I know exactly what you mean about looking at
the pictures and groaning...I keep thinking "one day I'll look back on
this fondly" but it hasn't happened yet. I'm not sure it ever will. We did
it in the daylight... I can't imagine climbing up that thing in the dark!
August 30, 2008, at 5:14
PM
jennyspouse.com said...
Thank you!
I was terrified out of my mind! I was shaking and breathing like I was getting
ready to have a heart attack. One of our friends said "Yoga breaths"
but I couldn't even do that. I hated every second of it. It was dark, wet,
slippery, scary, and hard.
I don't know if I'll ever look back on it as a good experience. My husband
didn't like it too much, either. He said, "Don't worry, honey, we're never
going to do anything like that again!" :-)
That's why I love him. haha
My brother is a climber determined to climb the highest peak on each of the
seven continents. He's been doing this stuff for years. Fuji was my first and last.
Sorry, but I'll just wait for him on the beach! haha
August 30, 2008, at 10:53
PM
Living in oblivion said...
Too funny!
Thanks for sharing your story! I climbed it for my 40th birthday this last
summer and was soo confused by the stations that when i was at the top getting
my markings burned into my stick i asked how many more stations there were!! I
had NO idea i was at the top!! I just figured all the stuff for sale and stuff
was because this is where most people stop climbing! LOL!
January 29, 2009, at 6:02
AM
2 comments:
I want another one. haha. I am opening an Etsy shop. you should sell them on there and earn some crafting money. yep.
I love slouchy hats! Might have to try that pattern. (But I am a BIG fan of my circulars. :)