I’m sure some of you have been wondering where I’ve been for the past couple of weeks (at least I hope some of you have been wondering where I’ve been for the past couple of weeks), so just to let you know, I haven’t disappeared off the face of the earth, I’ve merely disappeared off the face of Ibaraki.
For the final week and a half of my summer holidays, I decided to cycle to Sadogashima (佐渡島 / Sado Island) on my cut-price Joyful Yamashin mountain bike, and the plan at present is to transform the scrawled diary entries I kept into eloquent and evocative blog posts. While I’m working on the first of these, here’s a pretty photo of the prettiest place I saw: Futatsugamé on the northern tip of the island.
(Nb. The producers of this blog would like to point out that the weather conditions depicted in the above photograph are in no way representative of those encountered at other times during the holiday.)