So after that insane day 129, my calves were absolutely destroyed. I couldn't walk for 2 days. I had spent two days in a row at the onsen. I said goodbye to the Americans, as they had now finished their cycle and were heading separate ways to enjoy the last week of their Japan trip doing their own thing. I realised that cycling doesn't actually use the calves, so I looped the island to check it out. It was an easy cycle and a nice sunny day! From Rishiri I caught the ferry back to Wakkanai. I went to the nepalese place again for dinner. I cycled to the campsite after dark, which turned out to be up a 100m elevation which was steep and absolutely killing me. It took an embarrassing amount of grunting to get up there. I hit the hay pretty quickly after chatting to Steph.