Breakfast at our very awesome accomodation- onigiri and miso soup with local veggies. Delicious!

After breakfast we had another quick walk around the area and looked at the temple again sans rain and found some more old trees – actually THE oldest tree in Japan.

We didn’t have too much of a ride ahead of us today so decided to explore the local town a bit before heading onwards. I saw on Google maps that there was a Hakata Salt Museum down by the port. Now, I love me a bit of salt and as soon as I read in a review that you get a free sample of salt on arrival I was in!

We rode down there and saw that they had the cutest logo ever. But really, how exciting could a salt museum be?

Then we saw this! Hakata salt ice cream!

We went in and sure enough we got our samples of salt (in packets, not just a scoop in to your hand) and the place looked really cute and nicely set up.

A lady excitedly demonstrated “salt soap” to us – it was actually really great. It made your hands feel like you had been at the beach.

Then we went upstairs where the real fun began.

No photos allowed unfortunately- but it was really cool to see the factory and the biggest piles of salt ever. Plus there was a cute stamp.

Back downstairs we had to have a Hakata salt ice cream with extra blood orange salt sprinkles. So damn good.

Then I bought a bunch of salt to take home, except salt is heavy and our backpacks are already overflowing so I couldn’t get as much as I’d liked.

The Hakata Salt Museum was definitely a highlight of our trip – would recommend if you are in the area.

Then we had lunch at an average place and headed off bound for the next island.

We rode and rode and rode and it was quite exhausting. We stopped at our favourite Michi No Eki and had Citrus puddings

We stopped randomly somewhere and chatted to a mum and daughter from Ohio and took photos for each other.

Crossed a bridge. Sometimes I did wonder if this was actually fun, but the down hill parts are worth it.

Then after more riding we eventually found our accommodation for the night – Salt House. What a great little place! We essentially had the whole house to ourselves except for one other couple from Washington DC who we chatted to for ages whilst drinking beer and eating chips (crisps) We have met so many Americans on this trip! From Seattle, Maryland, Ohio, DC oh and the Canadians that Steve called American 😆

We shopped at the nearby grocery store for dinner and ate them in the large kitchen of Salthouse and pretended it was our house.

Went for a walk around the port after dinner. Some kids were practicing their drumming and dragon dancing for an upcoming festival.