We took ourselves and a bottle of whiskey down the coast to a wee little cape at the end of Kanagawa to celebrate the equinox and note the anniversary of my father’s death.
The village of Manazuru is a charming port town. Its marina sits at the bottom of a natural amphitheater with alleys and staircases defining semicircles of houses, shops and ryokans. To the south of town there is a 700 year old kusunoki and kuromatsu forest on a hill above the rocky tip of the cape. It is a pleasant walk to the cape along the ridge road or the shore road and there are two lovely public parks with lots of hooping space.
I foresee future excursions. Maybe even a summer home…
Posted by kuri at March 22, 2010 10:26 AMOoh, a summer home sounds ideal. It looks like a lovely way to remember your father too.
Posted by: Aimee on March 25, 2010 12:49 PM