"The Pacific?" "No, the other one." "The Sea of Japan?" "Exactly."
Their jaws dropped for an instant, then they ran over to me, each in tum giving me a hug of congratulations. Running back to where they'd been sitting, they returned with a gift. "Here," they said. "Take this." It was a can of beer. After 52 days walking over mountains that included 55 higher than Australia's Mt Kosciuszko, the gesture seemed almost Australian.
James McCormack planned this trip while living in Japan from 19