Togetsukyo Bridge or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Monkeys

We left the bamboo grove and headed south across the scenic Togetsukyo bridge toward Mt. Iwata and the Monkey Park.

The view from the bridge was quite nice, and there was even a bit of fall foliage still clinging to the trees.IMG_0689.JPG

After a surprisingly grueling climb up Iwata mountain, we reached the Monkey Park, an area where wild macaque monkeys congregate to feed on food purchased by tourists.

Let me be clear, this is a monkey park, not a monkey zoo. The monkeys are free to roam around and intermingle with the tourists at will.

My mother lasted about 2 minutes before fleeing into the enclosed rest area, no doubt with images of Charlton Heston kneeling on a beach, cursing the heavens flashing through her mind.

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There was a heated rest enclosure for people to relax and feed the monkeys or cower in fear. The monkeys were very eager to grab whatever amount of food they could.IMG_0709.JPGIt’s a mad house! A mad house!

 

It’s like some kind of… planet of the uh, monkeys or something.IMG_0701.JPG

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3 Responses to Togetsukyo Bridge or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Monkeys

  1. Leda says:

    clearly, the monkeys are viewing the tourists. And the creepiest part of the scene you are describing, is the half submerged Statue of Liberty in the background.

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  2. deb92024 says:

    Still wondering how Shanna made her escape!

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  3. Shanna Bryant says:

    To be fair, it was only when that one monkey called me “Bright Eyes” that I got a little scared.

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