Momo-iwa in all of its peachy glory.
The "fast way" down to the coast .
On the other side now, Momo-iwa is the top-right rock. Some of the most amazing scenery I've been able to witness.
The strip of white to the far right is a ski slope which faces the full view of Rishiri.
"Please stay out of the flowers."
Another look at Rishiri, this time with more snowy vegetation. The terraced farming in winter makes you feel as though you're hiking over a giant zebra at times.
Heading back from the hilly west, signs of civilization (even if practically a ghost town).
:3
The big payoff: lunch. It was a late one, and hurriedly eaten, but damn it was good. The true taste of Hokkaido: kani-ikura-don. The bowl is filled at the bottom with rice, then topped with shredded crab and fish eggs, then adorned with three more pieces of crab. The warm miso soup brought our body temperatures back to normal and the pickled squid side was one of the most oddly pleasant flavors I've been exposed to recently. The fish eggs were almost peppery in flavor, but its the texture that stands out on your tongue. Of course, the crab was real, fresh, and delicious.
