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	      <title>Lights, Camera, Onsen!</title>
		  <desciption><![CDATA[<div>A while back, I received a call from some sailors on an American aircraft carrier docked in Otaru Port. They&rsquo;d been on board a few months were itching to get off and away from everything. They first contacted me while out at sea, so I asked them what kind of trip they wanted and if they had any special requests.&nbsp;</div>
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<div>They wanted to know if I could arrange a couple of days hiking n Hokkaido and, if possible, include a soak in a natural onsen. I had the perfect place in mind. I received a second mail asking if I could meet them at their ship with a cooler full of beer.&nbsp;</div>
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<div>I met the guys at the dock a few days later, and the first thing I did was give them a local brew before we headed for Daisetsuzan National Park. We hiked up to one of the campsites where the guys finished a couple of big bottles of sake and were in high spirits.</div>
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<div>The next morning we awoke early, a bit of a mission for the boys. I started them out with a hard hike up one of Hokkaido&rsquo;s highest peaks. A couple of them left their breakfast on the trail, but after about three hours we had worked our way to the peak where we ran into a couple of old Japanese hikers sitting down and enjoying a cold one. Not surprisingly, the old guys offered my boys a can. I had doubts we&rsquo;d make it to the natural onsen at this rate, but two hours later, we were there.</div>
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<div>We had Japan&rsquo;s highest natural onsen all to ourselves. The pools were nestled in among the natural rock. My guys weren&rsquo;t too keen on getting down to their birthday suits in the middle of nowhere. After about 15 minutes of soaking their feet in the hot pools a guy carrying a big, professional looking film camera turned up with two beautiful assistants.&nbsp;</div>
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<div>Evidently, the guy was a well-known documentary filmmaker and one of the girls was a Japanese TV personality. They were in the park filming a documentary.</div>
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<div>The guy was happy to see us because he really wanted to get a shot of people sitting in the onsen having a good time. He asked if we were keen to get undressed and into the pools, at least down to our underwear. I wasn&rsquo;t that keen on showing off my body on national television and neither were the other guys, but after the two girls said they would join them wearing just a &ldquo;humility towel,&rdquo; you could have heard a pin drop.&nbsp;</div>
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<div>You could tell they&rsquo;d been out at sea for a while, because I have never seen a bunch of guys move so fast in my life. In the end, the filmmaker got his shot and the boys had something to tell their friends back on the ship.</div>
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	      <author><![CDATA[The Hokkaido Bush Pig]]></author>
	      <pubDate>Tue, 07 Sep 2010 07:19:26 +0000</pubDate>
	      <link>http://www.outdoorjapan.com/magazine/column_rss/363</link>
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