Once again Brett, Jennifer, Supervisor/friend Shoko and I joined forces to see a bit of Japan. This being fall, and we being in a nation quite obsessed with its four seasons, we set out to see the changing leaves, which has a specific word in Japanese which I forget. Shoko took us to some of her secret favourite places which included a little waterfall, pool, and creek that was hidden away off of a mountain road. It is so secret that I will not post pictures of it. I will however post some pics of the aforementioned leaves.
Makka. Which is to say, "pitch red" (like pitch black). The Japanese maple turn some serious shades of red and gold. Very bold indeed.
This is me being chilly on a bridge that crosses a river that runs 100 meters below. Very long way down indeed. Shoko freaked out anytime Brett or I came near her because she thought we would throw her over or something. Not really, but you know how people are when they are near the edge of a very long drop. Please note how low the railing is... I could trip over it for crying out loud.
Very tall waterfall that you can't really see. It's not the secret one though.
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