On Monday, I went on another long ride with my friend Naka.
BREAKDOWN
HOME -> Kasasagi bridge -> Tenryu river mouth -> Arai Barrier -> Mikkabi -> Kanzanji -> Hamayu bridge -> HOME
- Riding time: 6hrs 2mins
- Distance: 110.83km
- Average Speed: 18.4km/h
We decided to start early to beat the heat, so I met Naka at about 5AM at Kasasagi bridge. We first rode down the bicycle track that runs along the river to the river mouth. The morning air was cool but humid. It was so humid in fact that a damp mist covered the whole area and we couldn't see anything more than about 1500 metres away. Probably because of the humidity, my brakes started to make the most tremendous noise every time I tried to slow down. The sound was reminiscent of a pair of Vuvuzela's from the world cup. By the time we started heading West, the fog lifted though luckily the sun was still behind clouds affording us some protection from the heat.
When we reached Bentenjima we decided to make our way North to Mikkabi and have lunch there. At that time the sun had come out and we started to cook. We stopped at a few places along the way including the Arai Barrier where travellers have been stopped for hundreds of years and at a supermarket where we had some onigiri (rice balls) and cooled down. Then I saw something that made my Aussie heart go thumpity thump thump! I stopped for a photo with the BIG MANDARIN! I soon realised that it's actually a public toilet and that there are several of them around Mikkabi. Next came the hardest push and the heat and the hills made me sweat a river. Ultimately, I was sweating faster than I could replenish my fluids. It was lucky I had Naka with me to cheer me on while we roasted together under the hot sun. I don't know how he did it but I'm sure the heat and humidity didn't bother Naka as much as it bothered me (Yaramaika spirit perhaps). Just as I was reaching my breaking point we arrived at Mikkabi where we had lunch and took a long break.
At Mikkabi we had to decide where to eat lunch and take a break. Naka suggested going to a swimming pool so we could cool down but I figured a mizuburo (cold water bath commonly found at bathhouses) would be cooler and more therapeutic. So, we decided to find a bathhouse and eat lunch at the bathhouse too. We eventually decided to go to Kampo no yado (かんぽの宿). After we arrived the first thing we did was go to the baths to have a shower, jump in the mizuburo and get changed into fresh clothes. You can easily tell which is the mizuburo by sight, it's the one with the blue tiles. I saw the blue tiled bath and quickly showered so I could cool off in it. Unfortunately, this was no mizuburo! The water in this particular blue-tiled bath was probably 45 degrees or more. Why the hell did Murphy have to be so right!? I decided to stick to the coolest water I could get out of the showers.
Following our shower we had a delicious meal of zaru-udon (cold thick noodles served in a special bamboo-wood colander with a dipping sauce) and haze-no-tempura-don (deep-fried fish on a bed of rice - haze = goby ... I think). Next was nap time. We planned to wake by about 3:30 but slept until about 4PM. We then gathered our belongings and headed off for Kanzanji and home.
On the way to Kanzanji we finally were able to take advantage of the lakeside cycle track (the Hamamatsu-side track is awesome!). We paused briefly to take some photos as my odometer ticked over to 1000Km. I know it's not such a huge achievement but it was still memorable.
At Kanzanji we paused to refill our water bottles and it was there that I got my first puncture on the new bike. I repaired the puncture there using the lake water to find the leak. It was a good thing that just one week earlier I bought a puncture repair kit and compressed air pump. Alas, Murphy's law struck again and there wasn't enough gas to completely inflate the tire. So we had to find the nearest bicycle shop and get some more air. My phone's map capability really saved our bacon here. We made our way over the Hamayu toll bridge (there is a 20 yen toll for bicycles but the booth is just an unattended mailbox - nevertheless, we paid the toll - Naka, you still owe me 20 yen!). After my rear tire was completely inflated, we started off for home.
Soon after we got my tire inflated, Naka took a tumble. He rode over the invisible (but no less formidable) kerb. I saw the spill and quickly flagged at the oncoming cars to slow down. Then Naka just stood up and said, "No worries! Just a scratch!" and we kept on riding. It was a good thing that he was wearing his helmet or he might have been seriously hurt. Weary, we continued on along the Kanjosen (Hamamatsu's ring road) until we arrived home.
This ride taught me a lot about what to expect along the road to Fukuoka. From now on I will:
- Carry more spare compressed gas cylinders
- Be constantly on the lookout for the invisible kerb
- Call bathhouses and check if they have mizuburo or not before going there
I also learned that I must be at least half mad to be attempting this long ride in the peak of Summer. Well, maybe I didn't
learn that, I just
confirmed it.
We decided to start early to beat the heat, so I met Naka at about 5AM at Kasasagi bridge. We first rode down the bicycle track that runs along the river to the river mouth. The morning air was cool but humid. It was so humid in fact that a damp mist covered the whole area and we couldn't see anything more than about 1500 metres away. Probably because of the humidity, my brakes started to make the most tremendous noise every time I tried to slow down. The sound was reminiscent of a pair of Vuvuzela's from the world cup. By the time we started heading West, the fog lifted though luckily the sun was still behind clouds affording us some protection from the heat.
On the way to Kanzanji we finally were able to take advantage of the lakeside cycle track (the Hamamatsu-side track is awesome!). We paused briefly to take some photos as my odometer ticked over to 1000Km. I know it's not such a huge achievement but it was still memorable.
At Kanzanji we paused to refill our water bottles and it was there that I got my first puncture on the new bike. I repaired the puncture there using the lake water to find the leak. It was a good thing that just one week earlier I bought a puncture repair kit and compressed air pump. Alas, Murphy's law struck again and there wasn't enough gas to completely inflate the tire. So we had to find the nearest bicycle shop and get some more air. My phone's map capability really saved our bacon here. We made our way over the Hamayu toll bridge (there is a 20 yen toll for bicycles but the booth is just an unattended mailbox - nevertheless, we paid the toll - Naka, you still owe me 20 yen!). After my rear tire was completely inflated, we started off for home.
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