We slathered on sunscreen, filled up water bottles and I prepared the cruiser bikes for a day full of exploring Shimoda in the hot sun. Pssshhhhh … as my tire went completely flat. Apparently I broke the already broken (Abhi reassured me of this) crazy old-school Japanese valve stem, attempting to pump up the tires on my cruiser. Abhi to the rescue as he pulled out another bike from storage. Rusted, bent, and a wild skipping chain: it’ll do just fine!
First destination was the Ryugu Sea Cave formed by coastal erosion and the partial collapse of the cave’s ceiling.
Hiking in, then back out and all around, we took in the cave views and surrounding coast line from all angles. The turquoise colors of the ocean from above were stunning!
Locating a trail down to waters edge, we B-lined it to the sand.
At this point I was kicking myself for not bringing my swim trunks along!
Sooooo tempting to just jump right in, boxers, shorts and all, but the thought of endless salt water chaffing while cycling brought me back to reality real quick!
Viola: navigator extraordinaire, plotting our long ride into town.
Arriving at Perry Road named after Commodore Perry (led his black ships to Shimoda and began US diplomatic relations in 1854).
Packed with restaurants and cafes, there was not a lot of action on Perry Road as we were still at the tail end of off season in Shimoda and in between lunch and dinner hours.
From calm, quiet, wisteria lined canals to the hustle and bustle of Shimoda’s small industrial harbor.
With a solid afternoon of biking, hiking and more biking, we made our way back to the city center of Shimoda where we had spotted a public foot bath the day prior. I expected the natural hot spring water to be, well hot, so entering with caution would have been advisable. Nope, 2 feet, straight in, screaming like a little girl! HOT! HOT! HOT!
With the sun setting it was back on our cruisers for the journey home after a failed attempt of getting soft serve ice cream. “Sorry, closed, 5 o’clock” as the shop owner dragged in his six foot tall plastic ice cream cone from the street corner. Fair enough I though, until I realized it was only 4:15! Gah! Japan! Thwarted again …
Burgers, pizzas, fries with Heinz ketchup and smoothies! Restaurants in Shimoda really embraced American fast food style cuisine with a Californian/Hawaiian surf culture vibe.
An early dinner to round out the day, plus there was no way we were riding in the dark back to our AirBnB with wild boars roaming around. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention, we were woken up in the middle of the night by the nightmarish sound of snorting and little hoofs stomping around on our patio! And Abhi said they never crossed the fence line!