In the shadow of Mount Fuji with an empty bank account and a worn out bike
After my horrendous bear experience – which I’m incredibly grateful for because it’ll make a great story for my future grandchildren, even if I don’t wish to repeat it – I made my way east towards Matsumoto. I cycled mostly through cold rain, but had breaks of blue sky to enjoy the stunning Japanese alps…

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