
I just saw this on the net and thought it looked quite impressive. Unless you're amongst it...
South Korea, the land of the long morning calm, matching pink tracksuits, short skirts, long jackets, soju and kimchi.
After dinner Friday night with Jenna, an English girl and Caroline I decided to get to bed early and make a break for the east coast. Sokcho in particular, the Lonely planet gave it a big rap and also there's the Saroksan national park which is allegedly the jewell in the crown of Korean wilderness.
Arrival in Sokcho reminded me of travelling to Burnie from Dever's, the road winds its way around a rocky coast before entering a port town of about 90 thousand, very simmilar apart from the everpresent razor wire preventing access to most parts of the coast. Its far east but the closest major metro to the eastern/north border.
I arrived at the express bus terminal and had to catch another bus to the cbd where I intended to get a room for the night.
I got on the right bus but instead of heading north which would have suited me it went south. I decided to stay on and check out more of the coast and see where it ended up. I got off at Yangyang after about 15 min and wandered the 250m of alleys to the coast where I found to my delight a 'Salmon Festival'!! Yay... more culture and stuff... I Stayed long enough to do a full curcuit of the fairground and soak up some traditional dance- which was quite good, a bit more up tempo compared with the torture at the temple!
A stones throw away I discovered a rare sight. Damed saltwater pools were filled to the brim with massive salmon. 'Sporting' fishermen were mingling close by and I did laugh when I heard one say; 'Where's Rexy!!'. Anyway after checking out the salmon for a while caught the return bus and checked out Sockcho.







It's a bustleing place and for the first time since my arrival I felt the need to look over my shoulder a bit. Typical port town atmosphere I suppose, this one services Russia, Japan and parts of China. I was pretty exhausted by this stage and wanted to find a hotel, have an hours kip and then grab some dinner. The motel was a dive but clean and after a rest I checked out Saturday night in Sokcho...
By eight the main drag and harbour looked quite friendly however after a meal wandering through the markets and past the bars I got the distinct impression I was standing out from the crowd and not in the usual way where i'm asked to pose for photo's...
By about ten the streets were devoid of families and after a while I realised I hadn't seen a cop for a while which is also unusual as they are usually everywhere... Groups of people hung out on steet corners, off duty soldiers were milling about drunk which I thought was not allowed in uniform, but this was Sokcho. And... hookers and pimps everywhere!!! I'm very well aware by now of the brothels/"barber shops" on every street throughout Korea. They are literally everywhere and never mentioned by the natives. But i've never seen it flaunted so openly. Yes, I know what you're thinking, Sammy stumbled into the red light district, and you're probably right but the whole of Sokcho seemed the same after dark.
No sampling of the forbidden fruits for Sammy, I had an early start in the morning. I wanted to head back to Seoul via a small town called Inje. Supposedly the adventure sports mecca of Korea and equal to to anywhere else on the planet. On the way to Inje I went through Saroksan Nat Park which was very impressive and high...
The colours of Autum are pretty and I started to feel this trip was beginning to be worth the effort as this park had everything an alpine area should.
After another bus change I arrived in Inje in time for some 'Bungee for breakfast!!' Caroline has told me that she's doing a cocktail tour of the world and I've decided to do a bungee worl tour!! This 63m beautie was all mine at 9.30am and after a 2 min weigh-in I was lifted to the top. There was no time or linguistc ability for small talk with the operator and very soon I was given the countdown. Hana, Dul, Set-BUNGEEEEE!!!
Fucking awesome!!! Just what I needed to clear the cobwebs. Sorry no photo's this time and although I heard my screams echo throughout the valley I dont think any one heard me scream. Afterwards I took stock of the situation and realised that being asked to 'tighten up my shoes', was a bit weird prior to jumping- at the time I didn't care and probably a good thing. If they were relying on my slipons saving me I was in trouble. Ahh hindsight, maybe its just as well I don't have it.
I got a nice certificate to go and managed to score a lift to the express bus stop by the operator. As I said before 'This was MY bungee' today no one else was in sight and Inje itself was like a ghost town.
The bus left Inje at 10.30 and 160km and 5.5 hours later I arrived back home where I instantly became 'one with the bed'.
The jarheads roll on



















were ready for a free feed.



personified, NOT!!!
Third stop, I forgot about was another old fortress type place. Probably the most relaxing of the lot.


Where's Russell when you need him?
I saw this huge...well..spurt of water coming out of the Han river. Turns out its the worlds highest!! Very impressive, gets towed around for all sorts of weddings, parties... Personally I think the government could spend their money on something better like... garbage collection perhaps?
These "ants" climbing up the hill are people relaxing on a Sunday! A country of fanatics, I'm sure they are all sporting the latest in hiking wear.
This is the park next to the stadium and in the distance the "ants" can be seen on the sugar trail.
Anyway the master instructor had a lesson to teach
Afterwards Hyunmok and I went to a cosy little Italian restaurant in trendy 'Hongdae', Pizza, Lasagne, Guiness and propper coffee were on the menu.
Firstly, i'd like to introduce Catherine!!



as Korea's about to have a national drum festival and these wirling durbisher type women constantly jirated along with the beat.




Outside the Odusan observatory
