Tadotsu (33 km) is where the Dosan line to the Southern city of Kôchi detaches. The Yosan line, meanwhile, gets very close to the shore, offering some wonderful views of the island-dotted Seto Inland Sea.
Tsushima-no-miya (40 km) serves Tsushima-jinja, a shrine sat on a small island connected to Shikoku by a bridge. To be precise, the station serves Tsushima-jinja's matsuri, which takes place in early August, and thus holds the distinction of being the station in Japan with the shortest opening period - just 2 days a year! The rest of the time, trains just whizz through.
Skipping quite a distance ahead to Iyo-Saijô (114 km), its Shikoku Railway Cultural Center and views of the Ishizuchi mountain range. Not the best view on the day I went, evidently, as clouds cover what I think is Kuromori-yama - at least I want to talk about Kuromori-yama, as the name means "Black Forest"! There is just no getting away from the Schwarzwald!
Nyûgawa (127 km) sees the Yosan line traverse something of a plain. Fields in the foreground, industry in the background, as we approach Imabari, the town at the Shikoku end of the Shimanami Kaidô I have already posted about.
I may have mentioned before, but many years ago I was a very active karate student, and later on a coach. I love karate, and I was “raised” in Shotokan karate when I lived in Ishikawa-ken. I trained in a rural dojo with the greatest Japanese men I have ever met (Taniguchi-Sensei, Mori-Sensei, Yoshioka-Sensei) and these three men patiently taught and trained me for over 12 years.
Long long ago I was a very serious karate student. I walked into my very first karate lesson back in 1991. It was a university club in Edmonton, Alberta. The teacher was very strict and very good. I was terribly out of shape. After the first gruelling lesson I found myself in the emergency ward at the hospital that same night because I couldn’t feel my right arm. I had hyperextended and damaged…