Before reaching the hot spot, we passed through one hill after another all full of blooming wild azaleas.
Yet there are hotels built right beside such hotsprings. All the pipes we see around here are probably intended
ultimately for the comfort of the hotel guests.
Another one of the "hells", criss-crossed with metal pipes",
In Unzen, the hotsprings are called by a picturesque name, "jigoku" or "hell" (地獄). The local guide explained that they are so called because the scalding steam and bad smell pouring out from the hotsprings resemble very much what the Japanese imagine "hell" would be. Each of the hotsprings here have got their individual names e.g one is called Oito Jigoku「線地獄」 and another called Daikyokan Jigoku.「大喊叫地獄」etc.
In Unzen, the hotsprings are called by a picturesque name, "jigoku" or "hell" (地獄). The local guide explained that they are so called because the scalding steam and bad smell pouring out from the hotsprings resemble very much what the Japanese imagine "hell" would be. Each of the hotsprings here have got their individual names e.g one is called Oito Jigoku「線地獄」 and another called Daikyokan Jigoku.「大喊叫地獄」etc.
Our tour group members going through the "hells"
Blue heaven above the hells !
The steam rises quite really high, almost a hundred feet from its source. if I remember correctly, the highest one is called Daikyokan Jigoku (大叫喚地獄)
on account of the "cries" emitted by the scalding milky-colored waters as they spew up from their subterraneous hideouts, like the shrieks of those sent to
hell as they meet their fate in the netherworld for the evils they've done whilst above.
Probably because of the rich soup of minerals from the volcanic spring water, the trees here grow really well
An entire hill filled with their buds
Strings of yellow bells called "shirododans", which grow in the area, a flower belonging to the azalea family which starts blooming around mid-May each year and has been registered as one of Japan's "national monuments" since 1928!
Mosses lose no time to colonize deadwood.
The road to hells can't be straight!
Japanese are fond of piling up rocks to form human figurines.
One of the "hells": looks harmless enough.
One can see the bubbles and fallen branches and leaves all bleached white.
Yet not a hundred yards from "hell" is this beautifully manicured garden.
Before our lunch, we were taken to the shore of the Ariake-kai (有明海). One can see that special underground channels have to be built to siphon off excessive hotspring water in the area.
the tangible result of her labors
Some beautiful white and red bells
A contemporary looking sea-side building. To its left, we can see the ferry pier, just half an hour journey from Kumamoto.
Free foot warming in the troughs with water from the hotsprings: compliments of the town.
The various numbers on the walls designate various pots for boiling "hotspring eggs" on sale there
A couple with a basket for some "hotspring eggs" .
A couple with a basket for some "hotspring eggs" .
I wonder what this anchor like "hand" is supposed to suggest.
Whatever it means, we found these hotspring water fountains behind the "hotspring egg" stall.
Our tour group members were happy to have the
chance to seek a bit of relief for their poor feet, cramped for hours
inside tight shoes during the coach journey by soaking them in the
soothing hotspring water in this trough provided by the municipal
government free of charge.
How blue the sky! How blue the sea! and how peaceful one feels sitting here in the gentle early summer breeze!
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