Nidomi tenbodai
With my strength restored, I headed for the Nidomi Observation Deck. I was running low on drinking water and wanted to return to the lift station via the Nidomi Lookout.
But it was a long way to the Nidomi tenbodai.
It was a few hundred meters downhill, but I felt uneasy on the way. After all, there was no one around.
The observatory is just a slightly larger space with benches.
But as I rested at the lookout, I met a group of climbers and parents and their children. After seeing them off, I decided to go down to the lift station.
After a long descent, we came to the road we had taken in the morning. As we continued on, the group we had just passed off was frozen at a rest stop. Apparently, they had lost their destination. I explained to them that I could guide them to their destination if I listened to them, so I reminded them of it.
I'm glad I was able to help a little, since I usually get lost and need all the help I can get. (I wonder if that explanation was okay. I'm worried.)
Walking further, I passed a group of foreigners. They pass each other, greeting "hello" to "hello" and "hello" to "hello.
After that, we continued on our way, repeatedly exchanging greetings and "take care" with those we passed.
Strangely enough, even when I'm exhausted, I feel a little lighter on my feet if I have someone to talk to. There is something about hiking in the mountains that makes you like people. I think I may have found the joy of mountain climbing.
As I was walking around feeling this way, I finally came back to the lift station (above).
I showed them my ticket, got on, and was shocked.