Rounding the southwest coast, we had more dramatic ocean views, passing another lighthouse and more fishing ports.
In one of the villages, squid was being dried along the roadside. A lady grilling some cut off a small piece for each of us to try.
We saw men with dogs fishing from barren rocks offshore and wondered how they got there.
After turning north onto an old, shaded path, we passed some Hyoseki-ancient stones that marked the route. Jeff became very excited as they still bore the old inscriptions.
The only other henro we saw was a disabled man on this very difficult section.
A disused sports ground behind a michi no eki was a good place to put up our tent.
(32.8298 N 132.7101 E)