I saw Joel in the distance, walking past a willow tree, and yelled to him from the kaminari-mon gate where I was waiting. He and Chris headed over to me, both glad I had waited for them.
He decided to tie it to his rucksack while he thought about what to do with it.
Chris was unfortunately not eligible to cut a lock, because he had found out about this project when Joel mentioned my hair.
We had arranged to go on a journey to the Nikko area north of Tokyo, and climb a holy mountain called Nantai-san. On the way up the mountain, we passed a shrine building bound with a rice-straw rope, and I mentioned to Joel and Chris that I had considered and made use of the similarity between rice straw rope and dreadlock. Joel said, "Why don't we hang this one here?!" So we found a space between two ricestraw strings, and Joel tied the dreadlock in the space, where it was a perfect length and colour to fit in with the other rice straw strings.
It wasn't until Joel and Chris had left and gone back to Tokyo that I had any more encounters.