Once last push to complete the second half of the Shimanami Kaido, and then a bit further to Fukuyama. It was foggy this morning, so you couldn’t really see the bridge to Ikuchi island.
A quick stop to load up on Pocari Sweat. The larger bottle fills about 1 2/3 of my water bottles. I’m going to be heartily sick of this stuff after today.
Some kind of monument for cyclists. You can’t see the bridge in the background.
On the bridge.
Now you can see that it is a cable stay bridge.
The beginning of the ramp down off of the bridge.
Looking back at the bridge.
This looks like a nice little café. It was surrounded by lemon trees that were very fragrant.
There was a long series of switchbacks on the way back down to sea level. Never seen padding for cyclists with ads before.
Nice scenery on Ikuchi Island. Never seen palm trees in Japan before. Something about this picture reminds me of a scene in Zwift.
Approaching the Ikuchi bridge.
Partway up the climb, from this spot you can see both the previous bridge, and the one I am about to cross.
Random albino bracheosaurus, with brompton for scale.
Turn off for the next bridge, just up the hill from the dinosaur.
On this bridge, you are on a lower deck.
All of the infra leading up and down from each bridge has been impressive. The spiral ramp just out of Imabari was spectacular, but equally important are the switchback roads that lead to or from each bridge. Everything is laid out so that the maximum grade one sees is about 3%.
Random roadside item on Mukaishima.
I had heard that the last bridge to Onomichi is not that bike friendly, so I elected to bypass Onomichi with a short ferry ride to the mainland.
Never been on a ferry where I am the sole passenger. Fare was 180 yen plus 30 for the bike.
Goodbye to the Shimanami Kaido, and hello to the mainland.
A reminder that ships are still large things made of welded steel.
There is wayfinding, but this in no way indicates that there is safe bike infra along the route.
Here’s an example: one last nasty climb, and no shoulder to speak of.
A tunnel at the peak. Fortunately a short, straight one.
Now in the historical village of Tomo no Ura. I picked up some special mirin, and a liquor called “honmeishu”.
Now finally headed to Fukuyama. Here I’m crossing the Ashida River.
I’ve become a big fan of this type of riverbank trail.
Fukuyama and Hamilton are twin cities, both having major steel plants. Through this connection, I spent a summer teaching english conversation at Johoku Middle School about 40 years ago.
Some Onomichi style ramen. No disrespect meant to the locals, but I prefer the tonkotsu ramen I had in Kyushu.
Back at the hotel, I run into the fellow that I met at Imabari station. We arranged to have dinner together where we had a nice chat.
Reall good kushiyaki at Kushi Bar. Their instagram page is here.
Nominal tourism: here is Fukuyama Castle.
Now to bed, and back to Tokyo tomorrow morning.