After hardly sleeping due to the jet lag and various phone calls from Europe, I woke up early in this 1930 hotel. The hotel has its own history, apparently in the Kawaguchiko Hotel the Japanese Emperor stayed there before the second world war.

Also the breakfast had is own character, like a mixture of Japanese breakfast with grilled salmon, various fishes, edamane, pork and fruit with an extra sausage and eggs. Definitely filling for ride with an unknown route.

I knew where it was, Mt Fuji you could have not missed it. But in my mind there was also the aspect of discovering something new. Therefore, I have ventured out for nearly six hours on a discovery ride.

If you need to flatten a field call the fire brigade

Great breakfast by the lake in the bakery

After circumnavigating Lake Kawaguchi, I started my 31km continuous climb to the 5th station on Mt Fuji's Subaru Line with altitude of 2300 metres from sea level. The total ascent is around 1500metres. After few kilometres I came across the Mt Fuji visitor centre where I stopped on the way back to get warm.

Riding along the empty road on the 7th kilometre of my climb, I had to stop to pay the toll for the remaining 24km. For a bicycle it is a minimal price of 200 Yen, which is over just a pound sterling.

From this toll station onward it is speechless. Quite, peaceful, scents of nature all together. Not enough words to explain. But this is what cycling gives you, an immense moment with the nature.

I am waiting to see the sign mind the bear.

I was getting closer to my arrival point but at around nearly 7km to go and altitude of nearly 2000 metres I had to turn around because the weather was closing on me like a bullet train.

Along the road was still some snow, it was not melting. Instead clouds and cold winds were approaching me really fast, like sharks in the sea before eating their victims.

I did turn around because the road was becoming wet and slippery. Safety was my first consideration, taking into consideration the 24km long descent.

I put extra layers on because it was so cold in the descent, my hands were getting little numb but pain is only temporary.

I will come back one day and take part at the famous Mount Fuji Hill Climb held every year in the first weekend of June. I want to discover other routes around this UNESCO World Heritage Site.

It was time then to get back to the chaotic Tokyo and enjoy some great food and time with friends.