Yoko's parent's live quite near a rather large and moderately famous stream called the Hidaka River. As a child, Yoko used to swim in the river by her parent's house, but development has pushed most recreational activities upstream. Still, we only have to go a kilometer or so to find beautiful stretches of river ideally suited for swimming, kayaking, camping, fishing, and general lazing about.
We established our base of operations on a group of rocks in the middle of the stream and sent out short-range shrimp-fishing and swimming expeditions. A good time was had by all.
|Yoko's brother, Michio, taking in a bit of sun.|
There's a story behind this hat I'm holding here. On our Shirahama trip a week earlier, I managed -- once again and despite 10 years of training on the beaches of Hawaii -- to get painfully sunburned. But while all the standard places got roasted (arms, legs, back, neck, etc.), I was bemused to discover while shampooing that night that the TOP of my head also hurt! Apparently the trees are getting a bit sparse on the north forty-something. Not quite clear-cut yet, but the woodpeckers definitely have been working the old-growth.
So for the trip to the Hidaka River, I borrowed one of Calvin's caps. At some point in the future, I gotta go shopping for a bigger hat...one that says "Caution! Heat-sensitive haole below! Do not expose to sunlight for more than 1 hour!"
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