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To our dismay, we awoke the next morning to find that the surrounding mountains were faintly white. Considering that it rarely every snows in Kyushu, and that the cherry blossoms were out by the coast, we did not expect, or prepare for this, to say the least. Undeterred, we set out. We didn’t even really know where Sobo-san was. We only had the brief description described in our Lonely Planet Hiking in Japan to go by.</p>\n<p><br></p>\n<p>At Lawson convenience store, we got directions from well-meaning patrons who tried their best to point us on the right path. Headed in the right direction or not, Chris and I drove both our cars up a serpentine, thinning mountain road that fit the description we thought we heard. As our well-used cars climbed, the sky grew darker, the wind stronger, the road more questionable, and spring further and further in our rearviews. The slick road was mostly covered in either pine needles, snow dustings, or patches of black ice. &nbsp;It looked like no one had been this way in ages.</p>\n<p><br></p>\n<p>Evermore tempestuous outside, we rapidly fired off doubt-laden text messages to one another on our phones (high technology for us Americans in 2003). &nbsp;The real spirit-killer came when we emerged from a dark and portentous tunnel into a snow-globe-esque wonderland fit for a Yeti-sama. Through the tunnel, we must have came from leeward to windward or something or other. We were forced to consider the distinct possibility that our low-budget, bald-tired vehicles were not prepared for such a mission. Were we?</p>\n<p><br></p>\n<p>Luckily, we were able to pull into a parking lot just beyond the arctic-end of the tunnel. I took out my compass and my guidebook and compared the kanjis to the providently placed plywood map in the lot. Impossibly, we were there, a trailhead to Sobo-san. We weren’t exactly at our original destination, but we were near the peak. It was apparent that our three-day, 36 km, eight-peak plan, was wholly unrealistic in this too-deep snow. Chris was more doubtful than I was and he expressed this. A compromise seemed inevitable. Studying the materials available to us I estimated that we could make it to the main peak in less than two hours using a new route from this parking lot. We agreed on the plan only to remember that we had not gotten fuel for my stove or booze for the cabin. Next to the plywood map, was a sign indicating that we could find a town of some kind further down the road. We decided that we would drive together in my car down the hill towards the town for supplies. If we didn’t come to a store within twenty minutes we would turn back.</p>\n<p><br></p>\n<p>Down the hill my car slipped and slid. Having grown up with snowy winters, I was cocksure that I had what it took, foot-deep snow or not. 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Eiyuu-san, our new friend, was there too. &nbsp;Of course, he was also hiking Sobo-san. &nbsp;Completely unlike us, though, he looked like he was prepared to climb K2, or attend a Montbell fashion show at the very least.&nbsp;</p>\n<p><br></p>\n<p>With little fanfare, our new friend stoically set out for his hike. &nbsp;We took our time eating a big lunch at the car so that we could carry less on the trail. &nbsp;Again, we questioned our collective wisdom and our options. &nbsp;We could go home defeated, or we could push on. &nbsp;Despite the fact that both Chris and I are experienced hikers, not to mention former Boy Scouts, we were not prepared. &nbsp;Chris had low-top hiking shoes, hiking pants, and thermals to plow through the snow with. &nbsp;I at least had boots, but I only had chino pants with lightweight thermals for my legs. &nbsp;Neither of us had proper gloves. &nbsp;We were no better than the blue-jeaned skiers of New Jersey. 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Although they were well prepared with head-to-toe Gore-tex and crampons, they had had a considerably longer journey than us.  And they were forty plus years older than us.  Reluctantly, we relinquished our highly coveted, toasty, soot-covered benches next to the stove as etiquette dictated.\n\nOver dinner, hardship behind us, we went through the “where are you from, how old are you” conversation that ex-pats with limited language abilities find themselves in over and over again.  With Eiyuu-san we discussed the plans for the next day.  He was to wake up at 5 AM and hike back to the peak of Sobo-san so he could view the “Golden Katamuki.”  According to him, this is one of the best sunrises to be seen in Kyushu.  After laying down, Chris and I telepathically agreed that no sunrise on earth would be better than our warm sleeping bags at 5 AM after the day we had had.\n\nWe slept until at least 7:30 the next morning.  By that time the cabin was alive and humming with activity.  Eiyuu-san was back from the peak and already fed.  He didn’t tell us that we had made a huge mistake in not seeing the sunrise, but we knew he thought it.  He goaded us into coming with him on a 6-hour descent over a few peaks.  But, there was also a quicker 2-hour route.  There was no contest.  We had no desire to relive any part of the previous day.  Two hours it was.  \n\nAfter considerable time had passed, we noticed Eiyuu-san idly hanging around the cabin.  Was he waiting for us? Did we miscommunicate? We thought it was clear that we never said that we wanted to come with him.  Nevertheless, he was bitter that we ostensibly made him wait for nothing.  He picked up his pack and hit the trail.  Feeling guilty, though not overly so, we lounged around the cabin in our underwear.  \n\nBy the time we were on course the sun was blazing and the snow was melting into history. We hiked the 2-hour route back to the road without a hitch. 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A gaijin wearing their shirt would be less than okay. Not only that, but the closed market for Funny’s shirts reminded me that I’d never really be one of the proverbial gang, let alone an actual one.  Truly, you can only be a local where you were born, or maybe after living somewhere for considerable time, maybe. When it comes to surfing, this can be especially true. When it comes to Japan, you are subtly reminded of your otherness on a regular basis. But, on the other hand, as a foreigner in Japan I was usually saved from the infamous, and sometimes brutal, hierarchy that constantly serves to remind people of their place in the room, or the water as it may be. Western foreigners are often expected to be ignorant of these local social checks and balances. I had grown accustomed to instant, unearned celebrity status like I received at the bank or the jeans park. 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Why do Japanese surfers pay $20 for “jellyfish repellant” that doesn’t work? Why do many Japanese surfers act like they will die a horrible death to walk bare-footed across an asphalt parking lot to the waves?  And why does surfing equipment cost so much money in Japan?  \n\nAs far as US $1,200+ surfboards go, I’ve concluded that Japanese surfers are willing to pay it so surf shops would be foolish to charge any other price?  Maybe it as something to do with the communal aspect of Japanese society that I never completely grew accustomed to? Whether that has anything to do with surfboard prices or not, I am convinced that pack mentality is at least partly responsible for the proliferation of surf shops in Japan. As surfing became Japan’s new golf, the surf shop emerged as the de facto country club for many Japanese youths.  If you consider that Japanese emphasize the importance of the group over the individual, it is no accident that surf shop affiliation has the importance that it does.  Belonging to a surf shop gives a Japanese surfer a name to associate with and a team to belong to.  Without it you are ronin.  Perhaps this is why so many shops can get away with their exorbitant prices? The customers are paying for the clubhouse.\n\nIndeed, it is through Dear Surf, the shop that I frequented, that I was able to make friends and break through the local ranks and find a privileged place in the lineup.  It is through the shop that I became friends with some of the members of Surf Team Funny’s.  And it is through the shop that I became close friends with Kouji, Funny’s founder and the artist and creative mastermind behind the t-shirt that I coveted.  \n\nOne day, I was talking with Kouji and I let on that I really wanted a Funny’s shirt.  But even befriending the creator of Funny’s, and its shirt, wasn’t enough.  It would not go over well with the rest of the team, he said.  I understood and expected this. It’d be like Danny Zuko and Kinikie seeing the Rydell High Japanese exchange student walk by in a T-bird leather jacket.  It just wouldn’t be cool.\n\nHanging out at Dear Surf, going to the parties, and surfing the same beach nearly every day earned me a place in the local hierarchy.  Since there are different shops and different circles I didn’t get a green light from everyone.  One time I had a brief misunderstanding over a wave with a local Japanese pro from another shop. Very publicly, he reprimanded me in curt, demanding, and heavy-handed Japanese.  The American in me contemplated responding with complete disregard for the whole group harmony, hierarchy thing, local pro or not.  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