Into the Mist
I don’t want to get up. It’s 3am, and I can see the glitter of stars in the sky and a light frost on the bivvy bag. I was climbing these...
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I-CJW
Climbing, mountaineering & hiking (mainly) in Japan
Fuji Love
If Mount Fuji didn’t exist, the Japanese would build it anyway. I’ll leave it at that. This stratovolcano juts out of the western edge...
In Search of Sunrise
I run through the dark, through Mt Mizugaki’s primordial forest. A Freudian nightmare of a pitch black mountain. I’m all alone, and...
Slain
Like newborn horses the stream of climbers reach the summit of Mt Ibuki, slick with sweat and on legs skittery from the short, steep...
Mythology
The bells of Daisen temple rang from the valley below, and were answered by the bear-bells that adorned the pack of every climber making...
Back in the Saddle
The short climb up Mt Ryokami did not exorcise the demons. Under the summer canopy the air was humid and still, a warm and comforting...
Closer To Heaven
Looking around the hut you could tell the ones who had just been to the summit of Yari. They had the burnt-out, shell-shocked look of...
Fishing For Mountains
I saw my soul at nine minutes past six in the morning, as I climbed the ridge between the summits of Nokogiri and Kaikomagatake. It...
Ice World
The key element to extreme sports is that once you've really pushed yourself to the limit, maybe even risked everything, it provides a...
My Koan
Who is it that carries for you this lifeless corpse of yours? Hsueh-Yen's koan comes to me often in the mountains. I look up at a distant...
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