A meizanologist's diary (90)

2 December: after days of rain, the sky is clear. But too late for us; time's up – we are driving to the station. When suddenly the Sensei exclaims, “Ah, Hakusan da!"

By chance, we are heading along a street that is perfectly aligned on the gigantic snowcrest. “The only mountains I know that display this flawless pallor, without spot or shadow,” says the Hyakumeizan author, “are Hiuchi and Hakusan in Kaga Province.” The snowy expanse in front of us bears out his words. 

Just in time for winter, an early snowfall has restored our white mountain to us.