So finally we make it to the top, almost bang on 6 hours since setting off. It's now 03:30 am and mixed with my queasiness, lack of oxygen and general all round knackeredness, we now have to deal with subzero (unofficially) temperatures. I put on the last of the clothing I was carrying and tried to keep warm and out of the wind for the hours wait until sunrise. Normally there are open cabins at the top that you can not only take shelter in but also get hot Ra men, but because it was still early in the season, nothing was open. It was miserable, really not fun at all and the sun seemed to take an age to rise. My hands were so cold I didn't want to take them out of the gloves, but operating my camera was damn near impossible with them on.
So gradually the sun came up, and even in our sombre mood, it was fantastic as I hope my pictures at least in some part convey.
After sunrise we made our way around the corner to see the crater. Mt Fuji is actually made up of 3 separate volcano's, and the top is a small caldera. The final picture is of a small shrine at the top, although the actual highest point is across the crater, this was near enough as makes no difference and to be honest, I really wanted to get off the mountain.
1 comment:
brilliant mate, seriously, hats off to ya, the altitude sickness sounds horrendous
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