The weather was cool – 26 degrees celsius – when Milan set off at 0515. Pictures will follow when he gets back, but for now here are snippets of conversation on the route out of Kyoto. I was in the car and he was either following or going on ahead.
Joe (through the car window): “You’ve gone too far, turn left and follow me.”
Milan duly turned left and then at a traffic light, went on ahead and then sailed past another road we could have taken to correct our course.
Joe (frantically and finally reaching Milan on his mobile and with raised voice): “Come back, you’ve gone too far again.”
Milan returns, I shout through the window, “we have to turn right at the traffic lights and then left on Kujo”. Milan shouts back, “it’s no good telling me street names, I don’t know Kyoto.” Shaking my head in disbelief, I guide him to Kujo and then onwards. What on earth is he going to do in towns he doesn’t even know the names of – if he doesn’t know his own home town? :+(
Here’s a picture of the bridges at the confluence (a new word Milan learned today!) of the rivers Yodo, Uji and Kizu. In its own way it is quite a geographical spectacle. Wide open spaces carved out by the waters flowing down the mountains from three different directions. There is certainly more time to appreciate that sort of thing when following at cycle pace.
I took him 30 km out of Kyoto and left him on a cycle path on the Yodo river in Osaka.
Joe: “Good luck and cycle safely. I’m sorry I shouted at you earlier. Don’t shout at your own children. Though that’s probably too late now.”
He smiled and went on his way. All he had to do was go down the river, cross at a certain bridge and then find the cycle path 1km further down. Errrr … ‘all’. Anyway, it all went pear-shaped. I was back in Kyoto when I got a call.
Milan: “I’ve been riding on the small river for ages now.”
Joe: “Do you know where you are? If not, show someone pages 28 and 39 on the map and ask them exactly where you are. Call me back when you know.” Some 30 minutes later I got the call.
Milan: “I’ve gone totally off course, but I know exactly where I am now. I’m going to take Route 171 all the way down pages 28 and 39 and join Route 2 at the end.”
The temperature was 31 degrees celsius at 8am, and 33 degrees at 9am. It is probably about 35 degrees as I write this at noon.
He’s doing OK! :+)