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Photos really don't do this walk justice. In the first kilometre especially, I was pausing at almost every turn to take photos


There was a trickle of older residents coming down from the falls as I climbed - most greeting the lone tourist with a smile and a nod. The silence was magical - just water, birds, and my footsteps. Such a contrast to Dotombori the night before...
Every few hundred metres there would be a small waterfall in the stream

And occasionally a still pool, that reflected the tree canopy

The insect museum marked the end of the gentle slope

The trail then had moderately steep sections, punctuated by flat areas of reprieve

In one area, there was a grove of tall trees - cedars?


All the time, the sound of water was a constant.
There were five (!) sets of public toilets along the way to the falls. And from about the 1.5km mark, strategically placed vending machines and snack stalls (closed at this hour) if you needed a boost

I was really ambling. I just needed to savour the peace and quiet. But by now there were a couple of pairs of western tourists power walking up behind me. I could hear them coming, carrying on loud conversations. So I lingered, taking longer with my photos, till they passed, and their voices couldn't be heard, leaving me to the tranquility


I was close now. The sound of falling water was much louder.

And then the falls appeared....


I had been sending Wendy photos on messenger as I walked, and it felt quite emotional being able to share the trip in real time. I sent a video too, which was the next best thing to being there.
There's an area of benches right next to the falls, where you can sit and enjoy them. It was such a wonderful contrast to the last three weeks - just nature, and solitude.
As I got up to leave, I noticed another sign... looking a lot like a wanted poster...

Monkey danger, apparently! More Planet of the Apes than Curious George, if you provoke them.
With all the hard work done, it was an easy walk, downhill all the way, back to the station, where one of Hankyu's shiny trains was ready to take me to my next destination, where I would meet up with the kids.

The temps had warmed up by now, and it was noticeable how the cool of the mountain disappeared as I walked down into suburbia. Many more people were making the walk up now - but not hundreds. I was so glad I got an early start.

I really can't put into words how wonderful this walk is. If you are visiting Osaka, nothing is open first thing in the morning anyway. If you leave Umeda at 7am, you can be back by 11am. Photos don't really capture the scale of the beauty, and the amazing contrast to the city, yet so close. Go. Walk this! That cool crisp air, first thing in the morning - you won't forget it, I promise.


There was a trickle of older residents coming down from the falls as I climbed - most greeting the lone tourist with a smile and a nod. The silence was magical - just water, birds, and my footsteps. Such a contrast to Dotombori the night before...
Every few hundred metres there would be a small waterfall in the stream

And occasionally a still pool, that reflected the tree canopy

The insect museum marked the end of the gentle slope

The trail then had moderately steep sections, punctuated by flat areas of reprieve

In one area, there was a grove of tall trees - cedars?


All the time, the sound of water was a constant.
There were five (!) sets of public toilets along the way to the falls. And from about the 1.5km mark, strategically placed vending machines and snack stalls (closed at this hour) if you needed a boost

I was really ambling. I just needed to savour the peace and quiet. But by now there were a couple of pairs of western tourists power walking up behind me. I could hear them coming, carrying on loud conversations. So I lingered, taking longer with my photos, till they passed, and their voices couldn't be heard, leaving me to the tranquility


I was close now. The sound of falling water was much louder.

And then the falls appeared....


I had been sending Wendy photos on messenger as I walked, and it felt quite emotional being able to share the trip in real time. I sent a video too, which was the next best thing to being there.
There's an area of benches right next to the falls, where you can sit and enjoy them. It was such a wonderful contrast to the last three weeks - just nature, and solitude.
As I got up to leave, I noticed another sign... looking a lot like a wanted poster...

Monkey danger, apparently! More Planet of the Apes than Curious George, if you provoke them.
With all the hard work done, it was an easy walk, downhill all the way, back to the station, where one of Hankyu's shiny trains was ready to take me to my next destination, where I would meet up with the kids.

The temps had warmed up by now, and it was noticeable how the cool of the mountain disappeared as I walked down into suburbia. Many more people were making the walk up now - but not hundreds. I was so glad I got an early start.

I really can't put into words how wonderful this walk is. If you are visiting Osaka, nothing is open first thing in the morning anyway. If you leave Umeda at 7am, you can be back by 11am. Photos don't really capture the scale of the beauty, and the amazing contrast to the city, yet so close. Go. Walk this! That cool crisp air, first thing in the morning - you won't forget it, I promise.
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