I woke up around 5.30 in the morning, as everybody in Koyasan. Morning's prayers take place at 6.00 at the temple, and it doesn't really matter what your religion is - the mood is the right one to join the monks, anyways.
I hurried-up the breakfast and the setup of my backpack. Foggy mornings are the best time to cross the Okunoin Graveyard, one of the most incredible places I've ever seen in my life. The entrance was just a few steps from my shukubo shrine, so I took my steps in that direction.
I crossed the bridge, and I was inside... surrounded by endless centuries-old trees, walking alone into the deep green of the forest. No wonder, the air was cold - fingers shivering on the camera's button, yet I'm not able to count how many shots I took in that couple of hours.
Pictures speak better than words, so I just add some good ones.
(see you later, with the last part of the trip)