
Yamagata is about 3 hrs north of Tokyo on the Shinkansen. We came this far north to give ourselves every opportunity to see the beautiful autumn leaves. Alas we are a bit early to see the area in its prime but this photo taken out the bus window shows a little.
Our aim this day was to bus it to Mt Zao, to see the volcanic crater with the lake in it. Then we could hike to the next mountain (we were told 70 - 90 min) and from that point catch a chair lift down into the Zao Onsen (Spa) resort town. We were excited with the idea of this mountain hiking and thought if Emmeline could climb Machu Picchu we could walk at 1800m for 90 min. On the bus were at least 15 hikers with all their gear and poles ready to do some hiking themselves.

We planned that it could be cold so took all our warm clothes. The reality came as we stepped off the bus and were knocked aside by the howling wind. It was about 8C with a wind chill of around 0C. It was incomprehensibly cold. We dashed inside the tourist building to suss out the plan and then did the 5 min walk to the crater. Don`t be deceived by the beautiful blue sky in these pics. Mark literally was freezing. The cold wind in our ears was very painful. This is as much as mark would poke out for his photo.

I was a little braver but was soon holding my hair over my ears again. We went inside again (nearly being knocked over by the wind on the way) and checked the bus timetable to get down. NO-ONE was hiking anywhere. Not us, Not the experienced locals.

We had to wait about 1.5hrs but were happy to do so. This is a pic taken in the car park showing how quickly the weather was changing. The fact it didnt snow surprised me. It is a very popular ski resort area. The scenery though was beautiful. The mountains just went on and on. In the darkening light the seemed to be just shades of grey.

Luckily for us the bus also went through the Zao Onsen resort town. It was one of those weird little places which must be pumping during the peak ski season but otherwise seems somewhat deserted. Also the natural hot water was everywhere. Running down every street with steam rising everywhere. They said in winter it is very surreal.

We were advised by the tourist office which of the public Onsen were open. We headed for the Big Outdoor one. It was a bit of a hike up a steep hill but we figured since we had piked out on the mountian hike we could manage it.

It was amazing, though a little confronting, wandering around outside, naked, with a bunch of strangers. Males and females were segregated though. The water temp was about 45C and before long we were looking like lobsters to the entertainment of the locals. This is a photo of the brochure to give you an idea as NO phones or cameras were allowed to take photos there.
We happily went back to our hotel with plans for a quick dinner and an early night. This did not eventuate. We went for our free nightly cocktail at the hotel bar (very kind of them) and met a business man (who was half charged) but very excited to see us (Australians in the hotel)and bought us another drink while making the barman translate for us. The poor barman had very limited English, and was obviously a little in awe of this man, so was challenged. (It went something like .. the man speaking rapidly in Japanese then shouting "speak English . . dozo" while waving his arm from the barman to us.)
It ended up being nearly 2 hrs of this guy being so animated in his speech, punching Mark in a friendly way, no less than 20 times, him pushing Marks stomach in with both hands telling him he WOULD be able to ski if he was slimmer!! Then the hotel manager came in, with an entourage, and introduced himself, before they took seats away from us. When we said we were going to leave (before more drinks were ordered) he was a little unhappy as he wanted to bring the hotel owner over to join us. We could see a long night of drinking with no food coming up and made our excuses and were out of there. One thing we note here is that they eat early and then hit the bar afterwards.
Our quick and quiet dinner plans were further foiled when we found a little back street group of cafes. We spent another 2 hours laughing and being helped to order by two Uni students who came and squatted beside our table. 2 guys were inside and seeing this came out to join us at our table. They were a 22 yo med student and a 32yo break dancer and lots of fun. We had a really great night.