Kamijima, Ehime
The ferry timetable governs everything here. Twenty-five islands scattered in the Geiyo archipelago, four of them — Yuge, Sashima, Ikina, Iwagi — stitched together by the Kamijima bridges, but the mainland still requires a boat. This separation is not symbolic; it shapes the day. Mail, groceries, visitors all arrive on the water, and the rhythm of departure shapes when one leaves a conversation.
On Iwagi, the scent of citrus carries through the lanes. The island is known for its green lemons, and at the Iwagi Bussan Center the fruit appears alongside hassaku and mikan, stacked without ceremony. Iwagi Port still holds the outline of an Edo-period wind-waiting harbor, with the honjin site nearby; the Iwagi Folk Museum keeps the longer memory of the Murakami navy and the salt fields of Kakeura. Up on Sekizen-san, the cherry trees climb toward the observation deck, and for a brief stretch of spring the whole ridge turns pale.
What distinguishes these islands from the better-known stops along the Shimanami route is the quietness left behind by the shipbuilding decline. Boats still slide out of the yards, fishermen bring in tai and hirame, nori is farmed in the shallows, and Komogakushi Onsen looks out over the same Inland Sea the Matsuyama domain once crossed on its sankin-kōtai route. Life proceeds at the speed of the next sailing.
On this island
- 瀬戸内海