MINAMI ALPS / KITA-DAKE I

 

by Iulia Klotz, Photos by Iulia Klotz

Who decided that Bjoern and I, we will go to Minami Alps? I am not sure. Might be even myself... However, we did. I think that the motto of this hike was "the lucky one"! We started Saturday, at 4:00 am from the "usual 7/11, Tadashi saying that it is too early. We reached Tokyo, Tadashi: "my gush! It isn't even 5! We will be there too early!" After missing the road- Bjoern (navigating) was menaced to have his name turned from "Bjoern 1" into "Paul 2" - we still found the right direction and a necessary gas station. I want to remind you that nothing is happening without a secret sense! The "wrong road" (we thought at that time) proved very helpful later. It seems that previous misfortunes on various TWMC hikes should be remembered somewhere so they are not repeated next time. However, fate cannot be always beaten, whatever precautions one takes! We were on the way to the hike's starting point and Tadashi was still saying "we are lucky! It isn't even 7:30. We are too early!" Then it happened: there was a gate and two guard men saying that there are no parking places at the starting point of our hike, and we should take the bus. Thus Tadashi's words echoed somewhere up there and we waited for the bus until 9:10, and started walking at 10:20...

 
"Swedish fireworks", Niclas trying to ligh a camping
burner but managing to light his fuel bottle, a towel
and some rocks instead.

 
Flowers on the way up.

It was not easy, it was quite steep, it was a lack of condition (I'm speaking for myself!), it was something that made Victor say "we will reach the first hut and there we will decide, during lunch break, who want to go to the top and who to remain at 2250 m." I think that we must find an honorific title for Victor. Something like "TWMC's weak hikers angel" or "TWMC's weak hikers motivator". However, I believe that at least I managed to do - and survive - the hike due to Victor. Thank you Victor! During the lunch we had good and amazing happenings. The good one was the discussion about the map time and the result that we actually were not too slow. The amazing one was the discovery of the "Swedish fireworks" as Niclas tried to light a camping burner. This happening was photographically documented. Fortunately, Niclas did not managed to light himself and the tents around us remained also intact. We all decided to go further. Tadashi was still saying "we have plenty of time!" The weather was fine - not too hot, not too cold, the landscape was fine ­ except for the slope we were hiking on and the peak, which was hidden away by dark clouds. I even managed to take some pictures of the colorful flowers we've met. I'm thankful that Bjoern's proposal, to deny taking pictures during TWMC hikes, was ignored. We were suddenly in clouds/fog with low visibility, strong and chilly wind and thin air. OK, the air was starting to be thin even before we reached the first hut. The path was not too. Thank you Tadashi for help! I think that everybody was happy to see the hut. In the hut we learned that there are different opinions on the height of Kita-dake. On T-shirts and handkerchiefs was written 3194m, some memorial badge suggested 3192 m, while others claimed 3912m! The game the wind played with the fog was teasing the photographers trying to catch a glimpse of sunset. It was an intimate night, allowing our group of 7 to share 3,5 futons. We were somehow concerned for not having any idea about the whereabouts of Paul's group. We started the second day with a "memorial photograph" around the hut's fog bell. The climb in the fog was rewarded by a splendid view as the wind cleared the summit. (May be Victor, that the view you had two years ago was better, but this was mine and it was gorgeous!) After a while first Paul and Neil, and than one by one, Paul's group joined us. We looked around, took pictures, enjoyed the clear sky and the view of Fuji san; put on sunscreen, changed rain gear to shorts... and started descending. If one doesn't have bad knees, descending sounds very easy! But it isn't always like that; at least it wasn't for all. And then, there are also other pleasures than "jogging through the landscape" - looking, listening and searching for birds, taking pictures...

 
The "easy group" (from front to back: Claire, Tadashi,
Arifa, Victor, Iulia and Niclas, Björn took the picture)
getting sunburns waiting for Pauls group on Kita-dake.
With some imagination you can see Fuji-san in the back.


 
This is not taken from a postcard!

 
And neither is this.

We found the map times going down from the summit overly optimistic. Back at the cars we had to decide when and how to return to Tsukuba. Tadashi wanted to spend some time in an onsen, and start late to avoid the possible traffic jams, Victor wanted to drive straight to Tsukuba, taking a longer route to avoid Tokyo. Victor won. But the fate... Victor's car lost its last droplet of break fluid and stopped just behind an onsen! Since it was Sunday and evening, looking for a gas station which sales such stuff proved difficult, but the "navigation error" from the previous day helped. Tadashi and Bjoern this time found the correct turn to route 20 they missed Saturday and on the "wrong road" an open gas station which even had break fluid! Thus Tadashi did not have an onsen, but Victor stopped near an onsen for about one hour!

After dinner we moved toward Tsukuba. Did I say that Tadashi didn't miss any occasion to say how lucky we are? He was right. We were lucky: no traffic jams, clear sky at the summit, no major injuries excepting sun burns (I do not count Les's heels), no running out of gas. Moreover Victor's car got break fluid and Victor got the answer to the "electronic defect" which caused a red hand-break related light to stay on. But this one is another story, and Victor is a much better storyteller...

 

Victor's Story

by Victor Heese

As part of the story has been told by Iulia, let me tell you the whole story - even though it is a little embarrassing.

_The Story_
The place where we parked the cars for the Kita-dake hike this past weekend is at about 1500 metres. That's a long way to drive up and a long way to come down. On the way down, it's a steep and winding road so you need to use your brakes a lot. I was the last of our 3 cars. As we were just about down to Kofu, after using the brakes a lot, I noticed that my brake pedal was starting to get a bit spongy. On a flat road, this might not be too serious as you can use the hand brake to stop. But, on a downward slope, it's not a very good thing. I was somewhat worried that we were going to end up in the trunk of Arifa's car. I frantically flashed my bright lights at the cars ahead as a signal to stop. For the longest time, they didn't seem to notice, but finally they noticed and pulled into the approach of some business. As it turned out, it was an onsen. Talk about lucky. By the time that we stopped, my brakes were completely useless and the place where we stopped was an onsen. We checked the brake lines for leaks and couldn't find any. We checked the brake fluid reservoir for brake fluid and couldn't find any of that either.

Let me go back to about a year ago. I got this car from my brother Jon about a year ago. I noticed that the brake warning light stayed on even after I disengaged the hand brake. I asked Jon about it and he told me that it was an electrical problem - the hand brake sensor was broken. No problem - just ignore the warning light. For about a year, I drove the car with the light always on. Other than my regular driving, the car has been to Bandai-san, Nikko, Oze, Okukujinantai-san and Myogi-san. Never a problem - until this weekend when the brakes gave out coming from Kita-dake.

Back to the present. The absence of brake fluid was a little puzzling as we couldn't find any leaks in the brake lines. We sent Tadashi, Bjorn and Iulia to find some fluid. Meanwhile, the others had an onsen. About an hour later, Tadashi's crew came back and we filled the reservoir with fluid. As there was a lot of air in the brake lines, the brake pedal was still spongy so I pumped the brake pedal for about 10 minutes. It started to firm up and we thought we would test the brakes. Tadashi moved his van well out of the way and everybody stood back. I got into the car, started it and put the transmission into neutral (the car was on a downslope so there was no need to engage the transmission). Very slowly, I eased off the hand brake, and lo and behold, the brake warning light went out.


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