Saturday, August 1, 2009

Cruising Japan...Kyushu

Kusi Wan Bo
Latitude 31.16 N Longitude 130.13 E
We arrived late in the afternoon and tied up to the empty wharf. After dinner we had a small walk to stretch our legs and then we went to bed. In the early hours of the morning we were awoken by a gentle knocking on the hull...."please would we move, the fishing fleet need the wharf space. We had a quick wash, put on our clothes and motored into the middle of the harbour looking for space. Eventually we dropped anchor and went back to bed.
Looking around the next morning we thought that perhaps we had finally arrived in the 'real' Japan. WE could see a temple a all the houses looked 'Japanese". We launched the dinghy and once ashore we meandered through the small town. We enquired about internet at the post office and after a staff group discussion we were directed 'over the hill...big town' (and far away). We returned to Charioteer with those important necessities - mild, bread eggs, potatoes..and for Brian...icecream.

Next morning we returned to land intending to explore the other side of the town. A large building flying the Japanese flag was found to be the library and information centre. the reception area was manned by an enthusiastic english speaking local who had soon organised an internet connection and then gave us tourist brochures in English. Hiroyuki then took us a short waliking tour of his area. After a refreshment break of green tea and sticky buns in his office Hiroyuki oversaw the closing of the library for the dayand then we piled into his car for a trip to the supermarket.
In the cool of the morning, armed with our brochures we discovered more of the hidden treasures of the area. That afternoon as we sat in shade on Charioteer we heard someone calling us. Imagine our surprise to see a middleaged man in the water asking if we wanted to go to the 'supa'...we were so surprised we just said a polite 'no thankyou' and watched him dog paddle away to land.
Our last night here was spent with Hiroyuki eating homemade pizza. We knew he was enjoying it when even before he had finished his first slice he was asking for a 'doggie' bag to take home for his mother........

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