Shikoku – Via Many Bridges

In which Sid and Doris find if they are pontists or gephyrophiles.

A pontist (once the spell checker stops correcting it) is someone who loves bridges, while a gephyrophile may imply that the love is more about crossing the bridges rather than spotting them, admiring them, marvelling at their construction, and simply travelling a long way to look at them.

Either way, our two days onto and off Shikoku island contain a satisfying number of bridges.

Before that, we need to introduce Sid’s Typography of Japan’s Post-War Bridges.  There are two main types.  A type 1 bridge has a boxy shape, and a type 2 bridge has an arch shape.

Type 1 seen from a distance and close up:

Type 2 bridges, note the ability to paint them different colours and get creative with the uprights, also to chain several together to cross a longer span.

We are reaching Shikoku over the Seto Ohashi Bridge, the “world’s long-est two-tiered bridge system”. It is very amazing, so much so that several crews have a second go at it as they miss the passage control in the middle.  Satisfyingly, a train comes past on the under-layer while we are there.

There is an 88-temple pilgrimage of temples round Shikoku, apparently invented by the Buddhist priest Kukai in the 9th century, and the first guidebook was published in 1687. Bothy McWeevil is very impressed and has wandered off to create a Thistle Gardens Of Scotland trail.

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Foul unbelievers that we are, our route takes us directly across the middle and back again, although it is possible that our route will take us over at least 88 bridges.

After the initial crossing (4 bridges down, 84 to go) we go to the Asan Circuit, a completely insane motorcycle track which has been built at the top of a precipitously steep track, entered via a tunnel that only a kei-class bike transporter could fit through.  This picture (from the circuit’s own page) says it all.

The goal is to do three laps each in exactly the same time, a feat which many crews (including alas Sid and Doris) fail to achieve.

Onwards, and Doris attempts one of those excitingly-angled Instagram shots of the gorge which just looks as though she has dropped the camera, there is plainly more to understand.
To a Famous Visitor Attraction (sound effect of Bothy’s vigorously scratching pencil), the Not Really Ivy Bridge.
And thence to a Submersible Bridge.
It proved difficult to get Sid to stop for a closer picture of the bridge but thankfully Gerard Brown is travelling with us and I have pinched this pic from his fabulous collection for this event (do click on that).
Taking us back to the mainland we use the Kurushima Kaikyo Bridge, the world’s long-est suspension bridge (at least when it was built).  Teal has developed some rather unsettling front end suspension/drive train noises so we use a slipway to give the sweeps room to work while everyone else nips in to the local seafood restaurant.
 A charming but alas completely unexplained neighbourhood festival is being rehearsed, giving the opportunity for a composite picture.
 
And a possible caption competition, although this one is possibly a bit too easy. “Beats me how they ever got it this far.”
A family group have been having a meal in another part of the restaurant (all Japanese restaurants have lots of private rooms).  The purpose is again unexplained.  Sadly, one of the big differences between this trip and a proper Sid And Doris Epic Outing is the lack of interaction with local people.
We finish this entry with an artistic picture of the start of the remaining bridge chain to get back to Honshu.  If you are looking on the map, the GPS tracker cut out for a bit here but we did really go over the bridge rather than swim the strait.

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