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	      <title>Mt. Aso</title>
		  <desciption><![CDATA[<p>I get off the bus at Miyagi Station and begin my two-hour walk to the Asosan trailhead. I am well rested, my pack feels less heavy than usual and the sun is out after a week of rain. I walk slowly, following the train tracks, taking in the cemetery, the few statues and restaurants along the way.</p>
<p><img height="151" width="225" alt="" src="/uploaded/Image/magazines/issue27/Mt_Aso_1.jpg" />An old man in a paint-splattered uniform is bewildered when I approach him at a fork in the road to inquire about Aso-san. My map also calls this area &ldquo;land of fire.&rdquo; He seems as if he doesn&rsquo;t talk to strangers much but manages to smile and point me in the right direction.<br />
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I leave my pack in the visitor&rsquo;s center where the old woman at the counter yells after me, &ldquo;You have your water? Map? Jacket?&rdquo; I laugh and nod my head as I make my way up the easy trail to Asosan.<br />
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The national park I was entering has five mountains clustered together and it seems to have been a pet project for the Ministry of Tourism. A huge parking lot connected to a lift takes anyone willing to shell out the yen up the mountain without breaking a sweat.<br />
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The trail is flat and easy, and within an hour I am overlooking one of the spewing craters of Mt. Aso. It is a bit windy, and I can smell the sulfur spewing out of active Nakadake, the massive crater mountain in the center. Within two hours, I reach Taka-dake, at 1,592 meters the highest point on Mt. Aso, and then back down again in the visitor&rsquo;s center parking lot.<br />
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I pass an elevated temple on the road down to town and stop to watch the monk in his yellow robes. He encircles the monastery many time s while beating a drum and chanting something that sounds as if it contains powerful meaning.<br />
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Another kilometer, and a green van stops. The driver asks me if I want a ride. It reminds me of a pickle with a surfboard on top. The driver, a college student from Kyoto ditching his studies, gives me a lift to Kumamoto Station. It is not yet mid-afternoon as I reflect on the relaxing, yet memorable, hike through the &ldquo;land of fire&rdquo; as I head down the road toward Kumamoto Castle.<br />
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<strong>Things to bring:</strong> Raingear, flashlight, map, camera, sunscreen, water, camera, gloves, sunglasses, warm hat, snacks.<br />
Things to consider: If you have time, you can also take an overnight sleeper train to Kyushu (Hayabusa train from Tokyo to Kumamoto) and then take the scenic route (local train) to Mt. Aso.<br />
Things to do: While you are in Kumamoto, take a stroll through Kumamoto Castle, a 10-minute bus ride from Kumamoto Station. Near the Castle, you also find the Kumamoto Art Museum which has an excellent collection of tomb replicas excavated from the area.<br />
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<strong>Contact Information:</strong> Kumamoto Tourist Information 熊本市観光案内所: (096) 352-3743<br />
<strong>Kumamoto Goodwill Guide Service 熊本Goodwill ガイドサービス : </strong>(096) 355-6434<br />
<strong>Aso Taxi Service:</strong> (0967) 22-0272<br />
<strong>Aso Youth Hostel 阿蘇ユースホステル : </strong>(0967) 34-0804</p>]]></desciption>	
	      <author><![CDATA[Ginger Vaughn]]></author>
	      <pubDate>Sat, 17 Jul 2010 12:52:55 +0000</pubDate>
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