People often ask me “How do you find all those abandoned places?” – and while I have many sources, it can be as simple as riding a mama-chari around Lake Biwa…
Back in the early 2010s, when we were all younger and life was much easier, I got often contacted by people who liked my blog. Some wanted to interview me, some fished for locations, and some wanted to meet up. It’s actually still the same now, I just made too many bad experiences since then with interviewers, location fishers and random people to engage much anymore in person. One of the nicer guys from back then was an assistant language teacher in the JET Programme (Japan Exchange and Teaching Programme) and uncharacteristically busy, so once we decided to finally meet, it took us a while to find a weekend when we were both free. He was joining one of those two day “bike around Lake Biwa” events (a much underrated alternative to the Shimanami Kaido) and invited me to join him and his fellows JETs, which I foolish did. Since I joined the group last second, all the rental bikes were taken, but my new friend, which I first met on location at the start of the tour, provided me with a slightly rusty mama-chari (also known as a Dutch bike or utility bike) several sizes too small. Which I didn’t realize, because I was such an inexperienced biker… I should have canceled the whole thing when I realized that with every half-turn of the chain ring one of my knees (almost) hit the handlebar. Now I’m glad that I stuck with it, but much of this story is infinitely better in hindsight than it was experiencing it. Long story short: I survived the 170 kilometers in two days, but after about half a day my butt felt like I was sitting on two chef’s knives, so whenever I even slightly moved, especially up or down, I was in excruciating pain I hadn’t felt before or after the botched in-eye lens operation (*more about that story here*).
When you are riding 170 kilometers through the Japanese countryside it’s almost impossible not to see some abandoned places. Usually old houses or sheds, places not really interesting even for intermediate explorers. But at a rather remote stretch of the course a “Do not enter!” sign at a fence that shouldn’t have been there in sight of a hotel in rather good condition caught my eyes. I probably would have gone right past the place, but that combination is rather unusual as the average hotel is very much interested in people entering as it is basically their business model. People entering… and staying. So we got off our bikes and our first exploration together became an improvised one of an original find – an omen of the many successful explorations we would be doing together in the years to come!
Unfortunately the good condition of the hotel prevented us from getting inside – all doors were locked, most of the windows were boarded up. Somebody put some effort into this. At the same time we risked being separated from the biking group, so we took a few quick photos and left… but of course that place stayed with me, especially since it was one of my first decent original finds. A really good one even, if accessible.
A few years later I was in the same area again with another co-explorer and his Nissan Leaf. Now, no disrespect to early modern electric cars, but that thing was… special. And 2nd hand. The range originally was about 180 kilometers and we started in Kyoto, but despite charging it during lunch break, we were running out of charge again quickly by the time we arrived at the Jumbo Club Lake Biwa. Afterwards, on the way back to Kyoto, we almost ran into serious problems as the net of charging stations back then wasn’t nearly as big as it is now – and we couldn’t use the first two or three which we found because of compatibility problems. We literally rolled onto a closed Nissan dealership to charge the car! With less luck we would have run out of energy somewhere in the middle of nowhere…
Fortunately the second exploration of the hotel was much more successful than the car ride… or the first exploration. While the hotel never showed up on any urbex accounts back then, apparently it was found by questionable characters who didn’t take the whole “breaking and entering” aspect as seriously as my friends and I… and so we got access through a door with a now broken lock on the back of the building. Already running out of light due to overcast weather the exploration had to be quick and efficient, but it was quite a beauty as far as hotels go, despite some mold here and there. My favorite part was the bar near the entrance… and of course the arcade machines on the second floor. A bit nerve-racking though as original finds are true explorations and you never know what you will experience.
Fun facts:
– Not too long ago and quite a bit after my second visit I once saw this place on Japanese Twitter, claiming it was a rich man’s villa on a private island.
– I didn’t know the name of the hotel until long after my second exploration, when I looked through some old photos of mine and saw it written on a sign at the entrance. And only then I also realized that it must have been a sister hotel of one of my earliest explorations, the *Jumbo Club Awaji Island*.
– I explored a third hotel of this chain and know about a fourth.
– The gallery includes photos of both explorations.
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