Yesterday’s ride would take us to new heights. I was looking forward to this day since my arrival in Japan after seeing my wife make the climb up to Lake Motosu with views of Mt. Fuji that were to die for. I simply had to see it for myself and I must confess that I was not let down. Weather conditions were ideal and a cloudless sky would provide us unobstructed views of a trip up to the lake.
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Before we left, I swapped the bar off of Sai’s Trek for one that offered 5mm more rise and trimmed 50mm off each side. Ergon GP2 grips completed the modest upgrade as well as slightly adjusting the height of her seat post. Anything to make her ride a bit more user friendly.
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Our first stop was a non-descript road station where passersby could stock up on local souvenirs and snacks before moving on to their respective destinations although I suspect most like us were destined to reach Lake Motosu. Our primary reason for visiting this rest stop was to get a closer look at a century-old thatched home located on the grounds.
It certainly was an eye opener to see such a fine example of Kayabuki Minka or thatched roof house. Thatched houses have existed in Japan for at least 5,000 years, but today they're found only in a handful of villages across the country. Houses of common people developed differently. Farmers in different regions of the country had houses that were adapted to local conditions.
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A good time to stop for a cool treat. This has to be one if not the best ice cream sandwich that I’ve had the privilege of eating. The crisp waffle cookie keeps the ice cream from melting and making a mess of your hands. A crunchy dark chocolate layer inside adds sublime texture to this decadent hand-held snack.
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Fall colors were still displaying brilliant foliage on the maple trees. Normally October would be the best time for fall viewing but with the warm conditions the vibrantly colored leaves continue to stick around.
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Further up the Motosu Highway, Sai shows her approval of the view from the lookout.
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One of the hairpins that we would encounter heading up towards Lake Motosu but would ultimately look forward to on the thrilling return leg descent.
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We lost count of the number of tunnels that we encountered along the way there and back.
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Another spectacular view of the southern alps further up the highway.
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Atop at last and it couldn’t have come sooner as we were virtually spent after the 13km epic climb up to Motosu. The ultimate reward was sublime views of Fuji-san on a cloudless canvas. It’s not often that one is able to acquire a clear sight of this iconic mountain and of its pristine lake which can be shrouded by clouds on any given day.
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Another view of Fuji-san further down the road. The vistas are stunning regardless of where you are.
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On this day, a lone paddle boarder had the lake to him/herself. I wonder if this person was aware of the appreciate audience snapping photos from above.
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We moved on as the crowds of visitors on this glorious Sunday were gathering around in hordes anxious to get perfect selfies with Fuji-San as a backdrop. A laid-back circumnavigation of Lake Motosu was in order and provided splendid views of the tranquil waters beside us.
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It was all downhill from there as we were treated to a thrilling ride back down Motosu-michi. Fast, long sweeping turns and with a few hair pins thrown in made for an exhilarating descent. It felt great to be alive on this day!
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We arrived back at the family home at 4:30pm as the sun, once again, disappeared behind the mountains. On this evening, Sai treated me to one of her specialties, a steaming pot of oyster nabe. What a way to end a spectacular day on the bikes one that I won't soon forget!
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