The main gate of No.44 Daiho-ji appears suddenly in avenue of large cedar trees, and is surprisingly large and magnificent. There’s a set of huge straw sandals that reach to the ceiling of the gate. The Nio-statue is also impressive. I was moved by the feeling that this is where the half of my Shikoku Henro pilgrimage would end finally.
The water in the handwash basin was frozen because of the cold weather. There’re no people around, and both the main temple and the Taishi-do have solemn atmosphere, which is really nice.
It was bit pity that the person who wrote the sutra script was not very friendly.