mountain climbing

It was the fourth day I had been traveling with Hiroshi Sakurai, who I had met while hitchhiking to Mt. Iide a few days before. I...

The sound of traffic woke me up, and I quickly threw the sleeping bag to the floor and flipped open my mobile to check the time. ...

The dust in the rusting tin storage shack I had stayed in near Goryu campsite had gotten the best of me, and I woke up sneezing a...

There I was, heading up another Hokkaido trail, when two people we passed on their way down said, “They are waiting for you at the...

The mountain of the day was Kaimon-dake, also known as Satsuma-Fuji, the symbol of Satsuma-hanto Peninsula. I had less than two h...

The mizubasho (Japanese skunk cabbage) blooms across the marshland as tourists snap their shutters along the paved forest road. S...

I’ve done some climbing. I’ve been cold, hungry and scared, but my first climb in The People’s Republic was all that, with some r...