I didn’t make it to the top though. You know, our community center here, who sponsors these tours, completely misinformed us about what to bring. Besides having too much food, we had loads of raingear and flashlights, heavy layers of clothing and hand and toe warmers for the arctic weather we’d be experiencing. Well, high up on mt. fuji you seem to be above many of the clouds (at least the ones yesterday) so it was actually mostly clear and sunny up there. In addition, this time of year in the daytime it isn’t that cold up there, and besides you are climbing so you’re going to be warm anyway. And flashlights??? We brought them because we were told to, but in the daytime what use would you have for that?
So basically, we were both (me and my husband) over packed by a few pounds. My bag proved to be too heavy for me so there was no way I could have gotten to the top with it. Also, it was much more climbing than I thought! Everything I’ve read made it sound like more of a steep hike than anything else…well, no, a lot of times you are going up rocks with your hands and feet and your walking stick just makes it more difficult.
We made it to the 8th station, which is pretty high up (over 3,000 meters) but still a couple of hours climbing time from the summit, and turned back. The air does seem thin the higher up you go and we had canned oxygen, which works better than I thought it would. Seems like one breath of that and you instantly have caught your breath. The view up there is scary, I would say it’s not a good idea to look up OR down as you go because the sloping sides of the mountain can be a bit nauseating if you’re not currently on level ground.
A word about the bathrooms: OH MY GOD. They are outhouses, japanese style. They stank like death. There was no toilet paper (nor did our community center tell us to bring any) or water. They cost 100 yen (a little less than a U.S. dollar.) There seemed to be no running water at all on mt. fuji, even at the 5th station where there are restaurants and gift shops. I kept hoping to find the customary japanese hand wipes or wet towels, but none were to be found, so I felt rather grimy all day.
But it’s totally awesome gorgeous up there. I am sad I didnt get to the top, but if I had packed better I could have. Most of the japanese people climbing had packed MUCH lighter than the americans.
It took us 5 1/2 hours to get to the 8th station and 3 hours to get back down to the 5th (where the paved road down begins and our bus was.) I am sore and sunburned and have volcanic dirt in my hair! Hooray!