Itâs not a bad feeling to be on an island that has not been turned into a tourist destination.
I thought as I got off the ferry.
White clouds floating in the azure sky.
Blue and white. Those were the only two colors I could see.
And yet, the sky was oddly colorful.
The sea breeze was blowing my short hair.
The slightly sticky scent of the sea naturally made me stretch out.
I slung my equipment over my shoulder and rolled my bag, which contained my change of clothes, around on its tires.
Mikoto, who was a feeling a little sick from the ferry ride, also carried her luggage on her back.
Kotoe-san, who was carrying her own luggage, was conversing with a man who appeared to be the innkeeper, who must have been waiting for her.
A white van picks us up and drives us along the coastline to our lodgings.
This island is known as âCat Islandâ.
There were stray cats everywhere.
There were not many islanders. Most of them, however, were old men.
âYoung people are leaving for the mainland.â
The man spilled the beans without a hint of worry.
His own daughter had also left for Tokyo.
âIs Tokyo really such a great place?â
âI donât know. We are not from Tokyo.â
Kotoe-san, seated in the passenger seat, is conversing with the man.
I, sitting in the back seat, shifted my eyes from the window to Mikoto.
âIs everything alright?â
âNnâ¦iâm fineâ¦â
She must still feel sick.
However, it seems that Mikoto is indeed stirred by the scenery she sees outside the window.
It is a small island in the Pacific Ocean.
As the name âIwakari Islandâ suggests, huge rocks protrude from the ground in various places. 1
All of them are so sharp that they even looked like the dorsal fins of dinosaurs.
The inn was built in a location overlooking the ocean.
It was a three-story building, not a very large inn, but it had recently been remodeled and was quite popular.
It did not have anything fancy like a hot spring, but it did have a large bath.
âLetâs go take pictures as soon as we get out of the rooms.â
âCan I take a rest?â
As expected, Mikoto was not wearing a jearsey, but a T-shirt and hotpants.
However, as soon as I got to a room, I changed into a jersey and lay down on the tatami mats.
After putting down my luggage, I went to the room next door where I would be staying.
I changed my clothes and gathered the bare minimum of my belongings.
âLetâs go.â
When I left the room, Kotoe-san was already waiting for me.
âIs Mikoto alright?â
âLeave me alone, she said. She followed me on her own. Itâs too much trouble to come with us in that state.â
âTrue.â
We both went outside.
Cats were everywhere without the need to look for them.
Just outside the inn, Kotoe-san took several pictures.
âKoumei. This is not going to cut it, okay?â
âRightâ¦There are cats everywhere.â
âThen again, background is also important.â
âShall I go look for places?â
I asked Kotoe-san as I left my luggage with her.
âPlease do that. I need you to find me a place where I can take pictures around tomorrow.â
âI understand.â
âIâm going to take pictures near the inn for now.â
Looking through the cameraâs screen, Kotoe answered.
I left the inn and started walking around the island.
I opened a map of the island and marked the points of interest with a red pen.
On the way, I asked the islanders I passed on the way to some good spots.
âThen maybe Morihimeiwa would be a good place to start.â
With this information, I immediately sat out for the rock in the center of the island.
The center of the island consisted of forest and steep rocks.
There were houses and cars on the way.
However, it seemed that the further I got from the sea, the fewer people there were.
The location of Morihimeiwa was indicated on the map, and I was able to proceed without hesitation.
âAhâ¦This is it.â
I followed a narrow path between the trees and came to a circular clearing.
I wonder if it was named Morihimeiwa because of its appearance, which remind me of a human woman.
In the center of the circular cleft. The rock was sitting there.
The rock, which was a little shorter than me, was long and slender and, depending on oneâs point of view, looked like a human being.
âThis is no goodâ¦.â
âWhatâs wrong with it?â
Suddenly, I heard a voice.
I turned around and saw an old man, probably an islander, standing there.
His hair was pure white and the wrinkles on his face reminded me of the years he had lived.
âAh, noâ¦.Itâs not that this rock is bad.â
For the islanders, it might be their pride and joy.
I chose my words carefully as I spoke.
âI came to this island to take pictures of catsâ¦â
âI see. There are no cats around here.â
The old man laughed, showing his gums.
âMost of the cats are on the coastâ¦Not in the forest.â
âI see.â
I asked him, for he was a pleasant old man.
âCan you think of anywhere that would be a good place to take pictures?â
âI think most of the island is like that. If you take a short walk along the beach, youâll see cats everywhere.â
âYes, but I also wanted to have a good backgroundâ¦â
âAhâ¦â
The old man nodded in agreement and started to walk away.
I hurried to follow him and the old man spoke him.
âThen thereâs a place up ahead thatâs not on the map.â
âWhere is it?â
âItâs on the other side of where the ferry docked, where thereâs nothing but rocksâ¦â¦Thereâs a lot of cats because the islanders are rarely more than a few feet away. Iâll give you a special tip.â
The place he took me to was indeed a rocky beach.
But in one corner, there was a white sandy beach surroundered by rocks and bouldders.
It was magnificent.
A cat paradise untouched by human hands.
Cats lounged and sunbathed on the flat rocks.
Kittens were dozing off and blowing their heads, using the lullaby of the lapping waves as one.
More than a hundred cats, each relaxing in their own way.
âThank you very much.â
I immediately decided to bring Kotoe-san here tomorrow.
At that moment, my cell phone rang.
It was Mikoto.
âIs everything alright?â
âIâm coming, too. Where are you?â
âWhere you sayâ¦.On the other side of the island, near theâ¦umâ¦.Okusada Shrine?â
âAh, there it is.â
It seems that Makoto also has a map.
âIâm on my way, letâs meet up there.â
âIâll meet you there.â
I thanked the old man and headed for the Okusada Shrine.
If Mikoto was coming, I thought I would show her the cat paradise before Kotoe-san.
Iwa means rock/boulder.