Continuing our “get the most out of
Korea quest”, Lynn and I fought through the ill effects of Friday night’s drinking de
bauchery, and headed up Geumjeong Mountain.. (which in the 1700's was a fortress built to keep the Japanese out) to do some hiking. It was absolutely beautiful. We took a cable car up to the top of a mountain then hiked through some trails which offered a wonderful escape on a sunny day and some amazing views of the city. As sundown approached, we decided to head back down.. but being the ambitious duo that we are, we opted to hike instead of taking the cable car. As we began our descent we noticed some small daunting stone stairs off the side of the mountain which appeared to lead nowhere but straight down. It was curiosity initially that sent us down the first few steps, but the question of what
may lay around the corner, and the intruige to find the source of some yodeling monk
music echoing through the mountain that kept us going. One stone stair after another, we thought briefly about turning back, but pushed on for curiosities sake (that, and the thought of climbing up was enough to make me cry). We ventured downwards, hundreds and hundreds of winding shabby stone stairs after another. Along the way we stumbled across a Buddhist temple hidden away, and the source of the music which had piqued our interest. It was a completely overwhelming experience, mesmerized by the effort that would have went into creating each one of these steps. After about 50 minutes of descent, legs jello-like and quivering, we reunited with the sane-man’s path and exited the park. What a Rush! Thrilling, Satisfying, Tranquil, Beautiful.
Not bad for hangover relief!
bauchery, and headed up Geumjeong Mountain.. (which in the 1700's was a fortress built to keep the Japanese out) to do some hiking. It was absolutely beautiful. We took a cable car up to the top of a mountain then hiked through some trails which offered a wonderful escape on a sunny day and some amazing views of the city. As sundown approached, we decided to head back down.. but being the ambitious duo that we are, we opted to hike instead of taking the cable car. As we began our descent we noticed some small daunting stone stairs off the side of the mountain which appeared to lead nowhere but straight down. It was curiosity initially that sent us down the first few steps, but the question of what 
may lay around the corner, and the intruige to find the source of some yodeling monk music echoing through the mountain that kept us going. One stone stair after another, we thought briefly about turning back, but pushed on for curiosities sake (that, and the thought of climbing up was enough to make me cry). We ventured downwards, hundreds and hundreds of winding shabby stone stairs after another. Along the way we stumbled across a Buddhist temple hidden away, and the source of the music which had piqued our interest. It was a completely overwhelming experience, mesmerized by the effort that would have went into creating each one of these steps. After about 50 minutes of descent, legs jello-like and quivering, we reunited with the sane-man’s path and exited the park. What a Rush! Thrilling, Satisfying, Tranquil, Beautiful. Not bad for hangover relief!
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