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Way off.....and Yukes

Since parking was a potential problem we sent off early from Mishima to get to this beach. 6 am Hirokazu's engine buzzed as he sat stagnant waitng for Yukijohn to jump in. Yuki needed a minute more, as to entertain I stepped out first to speak with Hiro so boredom and anxiety would be held at bay.

"John, rook" Hiro points, "Rook at that rady"

My head turns quickly hoping to catch a glimpse of a bikini clad beauty. Instead I find an ninety something year old Japanese woman laying in the shrubbery, hands bound with duct tape, clothed in a schmata, wounds to the face still releasing plasmas and blood.

"You OK?" I dart over to her, grasping any limb to help her frail frame out of the bushes.

"Daijobu?" my limited Japanese kicks in.

She mumbles that her father did this to her, which would set her father as not only a criminal with a assault charge but also a man older than anyone to have ever lived, a Guiness Book World record holder.

Yuki and Hiro finally run over to this grim discovery. Hiro, hand shaking full of adrenaline dials up the emegency services and directs them to the scene. The police arrive questioning all witnesses in Japanese, my turn comes. I tell my version of the story in English, no comprende. I ask for a pencil and jot down a quick sketch of the scene and how it was presented to me. I hope this will suffice as fear overrides my emotions thinking they may see me as a suspect.

Once evreything came to a close, the woman was taken with the police personnel.

"She might be from the Geriatrics ward......up on the hill."

"I'm still confused on the fact that the hands were bound with duct, and the wound, where'd that one arise from?"

The discussion dosen't let up all the way to the beach and continues as we position ourselves parrallel with the beach sands. My mind was elsewhere, with no attention paid to directions so here today it will remain a destination somewhere along the Izu Hanto's west coast.

Way off.....

Izu as a whole has a off the beaten path feel to it, so as I present to you this page, this is soooo far off that path that I can't even tell you how to get here. I'm not being selfish, I have a pebble for a brain, and well...I completely have forgotten. This beach, name also lost to memory disfunction, was definately south of Shirahama almost to Shimoda, but not quite. There was no formal entrance, no signs just a left hand turn into a driveway that quickly descended to a cove. The cove only allowed for minimal parking, so early was the agenda. Minimal spaces for cars equals crowds to match it, literally the numbers can fit on 7 peoples fingers. This is local lands.....