Summer Hike, Fireworks, and Strange Things

More overdue blogging about summer in Japan--

So the day started with the hike up to Mount Nokogiri, which was in the more country part of Chiba. My friend and I took the train to Tateyama and watched as the scenery outside the train turned greener and grassier.

We decided not to take the rope way up the mountain, but we had trouble finding the hiking route since the signs were small and obscurely placed. They probably wanted tourists to pay for the rope way.

We hiked up many steep flights of steps...and then some more...
I was pretty out of shape, so I definitely felt the burn in my legs and was breathing harder as I hiked up.  Seeing the trees and the mossy paths along the way made it worthwhile, though.
We stopped halfway up the mountain where there was a beautiful view of the water below. Bet the people who took the rope way missed out on this.
After more struggling, we finally reached the admission gate where we paid for our ticket to go up to the very top. That area was so gorgeous. The high stone walls were covered with moss and leaves, enclosing us in a sacred natural cove. It kind of reminded me of a scene in Miyazaki's Laputa (Castle in the Sky)
Then there was this huge stone carving of the Daibutsu in the quarry walls. I gaped in awe at its immensity.
Large Daibutsu carving
 
The very top of the mountain was also called "The View of Hell," or 地獄のぞき. It was extremely high up--we were able to see the clouds at our level. The view of the dense forest cover was breathtaking and reminded me of a forest scene from Miyazaki's Mononoke Hime. 

I didn't really like Chiba very much because Kansai had so much more character, but seeing this place made me fall in love with Japan again.

After taking lots of pictures of pretty much the same scenery, we hiked down on the other side of the mountain to see the Yakushi Nyorai, the Medicine Buddha
This Daibutsu was humongous. The one in Kamakura can't even compare. It was interesting seeing such a huge carving on the side of the mountains.

As we hiked down to the bottom, we saw many hand-carved arhat sculptures.
Did the priests get bored and decided to carve 1,500 statues?

Beach on the way back to the train station

We took the train back towards Chiba city, but on the way back we saw a bunch of people dressed in yukata (summer kimono) get off at Kisarazu, so we decided to follow them because they must've been heading to a summer festival. We were right.

There were many yatai (food stalls) with the usual summer festival foods like yakitori, okonomiyaki, takoyaki, kasutera, and kara-age. People were all waiting for the fireworks show that started later in the evening.
Beautiful sunset
Usually there are many fireworks shows all around Japan during the summer, but I didn't see a full fireworks show until that night. The fireworks were so up close, and the show went on for almost 2 hours with very few breaks. That was incredible, considering how the states only has maybe a half hour fireworks show on New Years and July 4th. Every time we thought it was the finale, there would be more fireworks and another display of beautiful fireworks. We must've seen 10 finales.
When the fireworks show finally ended, we hung around a bit near the station to finish off our beers. I wish I had taken some pictures there. Kisarazu is a good place for social studies. Apparently at night, Japanese delinquents roll up in their lowriders like cholos to show off their ride (and their girls).

On another side of the parking lot area was a group of rockabilly kids dancing to some Elvis songs. Then there was a group of three nerdy looking guys hitting on three girls, but the guys had their arms wrapped around each other and were a bit too friendly with each other. I don't think that really charmed the girls. 2 other guys intervened and seemed to hit it off with the girls. Seriously, this was a good area for social research.

Damn Kisarazu--the last train back to Chiba ended at 11. We didn't expect the last train to be so early. We were already tired from the morning hike and the beers, but taking a taxi back would be too expensive. We ended up going to a very grimy concert venue near where the rockabilly kids were hanging out. There were still many delinquents on the streets.
It was a really small venue and super grungy/dirty, but the first two bands were surprisingly good. This was a Japanese punk band called Oledickfoggy (strange name, yes). Gotta love the accordion and the banjo.

There was a creepy old white Canadian dude there hitting on girls, a super old Japanese dude feeling up on some young chick, a really drunk little Japanese dude that stage dived at one point and knocked my friend over, and other strange characters that night.

After my friend got knocked over, we went outside to the resting area, where we met a few band members from a band we had missed. They were nice enough to give us a mini performance right then and there. The main guy we were talking to had an interesting instrument (the main part was a washboard).

It was finally time to catch the first train, so bid our farewells with the nice band members.
What a crazy night. Back at my apartment, I saw yet another sunrise before going to sleep in the morning. Strange things happen after midnight.