After passing the temple, the path follows several hill ridges (which are not much over 100 m above sea level, though).
One mostly walks on smooth, bare rock. There is a slightly more difficult spot (one could call it a ledge), where chains to hold on to have been fixed to the rock. But after Cape Tsurugi, we laugh of these things. On both sides of the ridge, the hills are wooded. Sometimes an opening allows a view across the hills of the peninsula, which is somewhat disfigured by the pylons of electric power lines and a motorway. Views of the sprawl of Greater Tokyo in the distance are even more unsettling. After a while, one reaches Takatoriyama Park, a spot featuring vertical quarried rock walls full of rock climbers attempting to go gecko. During the last part of the trail, one looks down of the roofs of small family houses to the left, while on the right, a seemingly untouched forest full of ferns slopes down. One wonders for how much longer, since the entire left hand slope of the hill has already been dug away to make room for the latest row of houses.
When looking for Keikyu-Taura Station to go back, we somehow came down on the wrong side of the hill and got lost in the town. We asked an elderly lady for help, who preceded us with the nimbleness of a goat back up the hill and down to the other side. We could hardly keep up! It turned out that she was on the way to the station herself to go to her English class. For proof, she showed us her textbook and conjugation tables. While she would not utter a single word in English, she assured us in Japanese that she is able to remember the conjugation tables really well.
All in all, I would say it is an easy and pleasant walk (even though the path is uneven and the rocks are sometimes slippery, so I’d recommend shoes with a good profile). It is about 8 km long, and easily accessible from Tokyo. The first part of the trail is extremely picturesque, but the longer part on the hills is not very varied and so not overly exciting. It offers moments of deep calm and beautiful nature, but the ravaging civilization that is in the process of eating itself through the last untouched hill slopes is always disconcertingly close by.