weekend test walk, Day 2

Day 2 of the walk this past weekend took me to the city where Great King Sejong is buried. It occurs to me that I have yet to visit his tumulus to pay my respects. I wonder whether it'd be a bit like visiting Elvis's memorial grounds in Graceland—the aura, the mystique, the touristy tackiness. Probably not: Sejong is an ambient, everyday reality in Yeoju; his hunmin jeongeum ("proper sounds for the edification of the people," i.e., his writing system) is visible everywhere. The local citizens are probably so used to Sejong as to be blasé, and from what I've seen, Korean and foreign tourists aren't exactly pouring into the city in torrents. The first time I ever visited Yeoju, I had no idea about the Yeoju-Sejong connection; the king kind of surprised me when I arrived. But traces of him and tributes to him are everywhere, and as a foreigner, I get the sense that he and his accomplishments are, in fact, sincerely appreciated by the people. Hence the holiday, I guess, right? Hangeul, as much as Westerners might snicker about claims of its "scientific" nature, is indeed an achievement to be proud of. Have you ever tried to invent a comprehensive writing system?

Anyway, I walked successfully to Yeoju, waking up around 4:30 a.m., leaving my riverside motel at almost exactly 5 a.m., and walking 33K to the Yeoju Bus Terminal, where I managed to snag an express bus to Seoul's Express Bus Terminal, which meant I could get off the bus and grab a subway back to my place. That big hill early on in the walk proved not to be impossible; I zigzagged up it and stopped whenever I needed to catch my breath. Subjectively, I didn't feel as if I had stopped any more frequently than before either the heart attack or the stroke, but then again, I'm an unreliable narrator. I also did something I haven't done in a long time: there's a spot where you have a choice: you can either follow the standard Four Rivers bike trail around a certain parcel of ground (that used to be a huge mound of earth but is now flat), or you can take a straighter, shorter path that leads you past a neighborhood that's right by the riverside. When I first did the walk in 2017, I took the shorter path; at some point later on, the shortcut was blocked off, possibly because of construction, so I started using the long route. That went on for several years, but this past weekend, I did the shortcut again. This choice might have saved me a few hundred meters overall; I'd still say my walk was closer to 33K than to 32K.

Here's my route (approximately) from Yangpyeong to Yeoju:

And my pedometer stats (again, don't trust the distance, but the steps are correct this time):

So... close to 5.6K calories burned.

My motel was the VIP House again. Expensive at W65,000 a night, but as I noted earlier, they up the rate on weekends, and it's more expensive to get a river view:

around 5 a.m.

a look down the street

Yangpyeong Bridge in the morning mist

a look along the bridge (I'm not going that way)

that one church I always pass on the way to Galsan Park

Almost every bridge, big or small, has a stats plate with length, width, construction dates, etc.

about to go down into the park

The glowing sign says Galsan Gongweon, or Gal Mountain Park.

I guess the "L" in "Gal" is having problems.

The signs say to bring poop scoopers, keep pets on a leash, don't use motorcycles, and don't smoke.

Again with the cautions about bike helmets and seat belts. Safety first! I love being a walker: no helmets or belts.

Into the early morning we go.

A laser projects dancing pixie lights onto the boardwalk.

the rabbit and the moon

The graffiti has been removed from the rabbit's face, and someone gave it red eyes. Is that rabbit-accurate?

"Cigarettes—no! Drinkfests—no! A clean park."

As always, this looked a lot darker in real life.

And remind me: what memorial is this?

Well, there we go.

Onward! I know the park's lights shut off late at night; I imagine they turn on again at 5 a.m.

good place for some Shakespeare

the mystery glow across the river

the lone apartment in the fog

the access bridge to/from the apartment

The old people are out! They've probably been out since 3 or 4. Lots of old walkers. Note the unlit bulbs.

I got passed by so many vigorous old people on this part of the trail. Korea doesn't have the Chinese culture of old people assembling in ranks in local parks to do tai chi together, but there are plenty of walkers, not to mention individuals who maintain health and flexibility by clapping in weird ways or walking backwards for long stretches or even—God help me—singing loudly. I'm sure God enjoys that chorus; I'm not sure I do unless the person is an especially good singer. Alas, a lot of Koreans think they sing well. They don't. Dunning-Kruger.

There were old folks working out on the exercise equipment here as I passed.

A very slight uphill, then on we go.

An older and younger woman kick my ass, talking loudly the entire time. They turn around eventually. Pussies.

A dramatically splatted frog... what a position to die in!

straightaway into mystery

old, rotten, soon to fall or be chainsawed

a humble, square shwimteo

Gukto Jongju, the end-to-end path across the nation's land

eruptions of verdure into our reality

The day brightens, but for the moment, the fog remains.

another strikingly lonely tree

full-on dawn as I approach Hyeondeok-gyo (Hyeondeok, or Present[??] Virtue, Bridge)

I had thought 현덕/hyeondeok might mean something like "present virtue," which has a Zen Buddhist ring to it, but Naver Dictionary (with help from Google Translate) suggests the phrase might come from any of several Sino-Korean pairings:

玄德: (1) Virtue that is kept deep inside and not revealed; (2) Virtue of God that makes all things holy; (3) The mysterious principles of heaven and earth.

顯德: In the Jogye Order, a third-grade, first-class nun. Below Myeongdeok and entrusted with Hyedeok (wisdom + virtue).

賢德: virtuous conduct

So the deok character is definitely "virtue, virtuous," etc., and is found in all three expressions, but the hyeon could be one of several different hyeon, none of which is the hyeon (現) I'd been thinking of ("present, now").

Hillary Clinton's been here, sucking out all the fun: no fishing, no cooking, and no camping.

Hyeondeok Bridge, going off into the mist

Again, no Danger Guy—but be careful of falling!

There's the bridge's name in Korean.

for bikers & pedestrians

I guess that says, "Let's run like me!" Fat chance. Running since the stroke has been difficult.

looking right as I cross

looking left as I cross

reaching the end, with God telling me to go right

signs at the end of the bridge, pointing the way

If you've been this way, you know what looms ahead.

a look down

drainage-pump station

to Grandmother's house we go

a clearing to the right, with all-consuming vines

more vine-covered trees to the right... reminds me a bit of trees in the Pacific Northwest

farmland to the left

a stricken tree

up close

another richie-rich property

What's it feel like to have a bench just off your property, with strangers always sitting on it?

Choongju Dam, 98K ahead; Paldang Bridge, 38K back thataway

the left turn that leads to...

and another sign for that same left turn

"the road we share together"

Why, what could that right turn up ahead mean?

Oh, shit. It's the one truly big hill on this segment of the walk. Here, I'm at the foot of it.

A restroom I used. I wanted to poop, but produced only pee and farts. Then I marched on.

The whole fart thing got ridiculous after a while. I did try to take a shit a couple more times because the farts were getting stinkier and more frequent, i.e., the subway was approaching the tunnel's exit. But no dice. So it was fart, fart, fart as I walked, even at the very end when I reached the bus station and had a chance to unload. I simply peed and didn't have a decent shit until I got back to my place. How's about them apples?

square shwimteo

This was all a lot messier years back, before it got landscaped and given a nice access road.

myo (tumuli)

Angdeok Village Tumuli (again with the deok/virtue character)

another stone advertising this as the Angdeok-ri Tumuli (Gyeonggi Province)

a spray of flowers that I must photograph more closely

Gaura lindheimeri (Lindheimer's beeblossom, pink gaura)

Celosia argentea plumosa (Dragon's Breath plant)

Thus beginneth the hill, the only significant hill on this 33K segment.

boredom carved in stone (or ersatz stone)

A piece of wood imitating a bird?

tweedy owl and jangseung companions

haetae/fu dogs, a tiny stone grandfather between them, jangseung off to the side

a closer look at these jangseung

more dilapidation as I ascend

Up and up I go.

Very few vehicles pass by at this time of day. The road feels safe.

Things get steeper.

a story of gloves

the village of Angdeok (Angdeok-ni)

a bus-stop pic for the GPS-heads

a pair of abandoned galoshes

10% grade... the hill's gonna make me earn this.

a neighborhood I see on my way up, looking left

even steeper

looking right: fallen (or felled) trees

I'm switchbacking as I ascend. Longer distance but easier slope.

looking back and left at a modern, squarish house

I liked the tiger and dragon images here.

squash flowers

a small, developing squash

a menu for the place across the street... which is closed this early in the morning

One problem with waking up early to walk is that you pass a lot of food establishments, all of them closed. So you learn to rely on convenience stores when you have a food jones, and when you're not in the middle of nowhere... but you quickly discover that, especially in small towns but sometimes even in big cities like Seoul, not all convenience stores are created equal: some, maybe many, are not 24-hour stores. The unreliability of reality in Korea means you have to adopt a "fuzzy," go-with-it mindset that accepts that there are no guarantees in life, and the country is under no obligation to cater to your whims and desires. Quite the opposite: you have to learn to understand and adapt to your surroundings. I'm 55 now, but I'd say that this is part of growing up.

the resto across the street with more or less the same menu

a tombstone

wider shot, showing the tombstone marks a trailhead

rich neighborhood

a run-down storage container...?

a nice, cute little house

a spray of cosmos as I near the top

stop, catch my breath, take photos of Mom's flowers

Not an optical illusion: that's really the top up there.

How many residences surround this courtyard?

a sign for Euibyeong Village (euibyeong/의병 = "righteous army"?)

so close

"Sssh! Quiet. This is a residential area."

more old-school, stairs-outside architecture

dem chickinz

hens, and not a cock among them

High walls are definitely a thing here.

Whew. At the top, and down we go.

peeking sideways as I descend

Sharp curve. [1st line, red font]
Steep-slope area. [2nd line, red font]
Area where deadly accidents happen. [black font, 2 lines]
Bikes must absolutely reduce speed. [large red font, 2 lines]
Yangpyeong County Governor, Yangpyeong Chief of Police [tiny font]

What're these flowers?

possibly Ageratina altissima (white snakeroot) or Eupatorium rugosa, also possibly poisonous

Imagine schussing down this in the winter after a good snow. Not me; I've never been a good skier and, post-stroke, I might as well be handicapped.

Steepening to 12% grade... I'd hate to walk up this side.

I've learned a lot of vocabulary thanks to walking these routes. A naerimak/내리막 is a descent.

The barn/cathedral/chalet thing.

some art, tossed aside, apparently

alert dog sculpture

swooping down to the bottom of this hill

Looking back. That's a fascinating building (barn/cathedral/chalet), and I have no idea what it's for.

leveling out as I approach the river again

The American-seeming neighborhood that weirded me out in 2017 when I passed it and felt transported.

getting close to the bottom of the hill; the slope is flattening out

close to the river

the rich folks like framing their driveways with poetic-looking pines

those cubical Bauhaus houses

nearly at the bottom

There are usually barking dogs at this residence. Maybe they're inside...?

The siding makes me think this house was airlifted here from New England. Residential architecture is all over the place in Korea.

See what I mean about the architecture being all over the place?

This is Gumi-ri, the village of Gumi.

And again! This is somehow sleek yet borderline tacky. The textures and colors don't feel as though they match.

another spray of cosmos

unharvested rice lying flat (after a rain?)

another Gumi Village sign with guardian mini-lions

Ha ha!

Ha yourself!

another bus stop

some artsy-fartsy place called Breathe: café, gallery, etc.

stairs to mystery

a steep road I'm glad not to be on

Korea Rural Development Admin

also Gumi Pumping Station (lettering above the door to the right)

way in the distance, the first daytime glimpse of Ipo Dam (more visible at night when the lights are on)

digital zoom of Ipo Dam

Who's that mirror-curve-fattened fella?

Ambitious vines take over everything.

Our next immediate goal is the Gaegun Leisure Sports Park.

You can see part of the park across the way, but there's no direct bridge there, so we have to follow the land.

more high walls, and a stone lantern/pagoda

Another steep residential street that I wouldn't want to navigate, on foot or in a car, during the winter.

Maybe it's modeled on a sari pagoda. Sari is the relics remaining after a monk's cremation.

I feel lucky to be walking along this level path.

Better than struggling up that canted driveway.

The concrete's been roughened for traction during the winter, but when it's really snowy, it's still slippery.

a more humble-looking, hunkered-down house

the creek that runs by the leisure-sports park

I have to thank my buddy Charles for explaining that the Konglish word leports is something like a portmanteau or polysynthesis for "leisure sports." I'd long wondered what the hell a "leports park" was.

I'm having trouble reading that third syllable. Hajato Village 3?

sorry for the blur

a house on the hill

Gaegun Leports Park, thataway (right)

This way also leads to the Yeoju Dam (which I'll hit on this day) and the Choongju Dam (much farther along).

Having followed and crossed over that creek, we now go down this street to the park's entrance.

"4 Rivers Gukto Jongju, South Han River Bike Path"

So the creek's name is the Hyangni-cheon.

As I pass, I look down at an archery center.

There's the field. Let fly your arrows, men!

We must cross this bridge to enter the park.

I'd never noticed the hanging cow images before. Here's one. Moo.

Here's the other, on the other side of the bridge. This region prides itself on its beef.

That looks suspiciously like the 8-spoked Wheel of the Dharma (Buddha's teaching, in this context; dharma has many other meanings), symbolizing the 8-fold path (right views, right intentions, right speech, right conduct, right livelihood, right effort, right mindfulness, right concentration).

Hajapori Bridge

creek's lookin' a little hairy

the sax player who greets you when you enter; "Gaegun Leports Park," says the plinth

Funky new building that I'll photograph again from behind later.

The tasty bull who guards the toilet.

Foreground: the Gaegun All-purpose Gateball Building
Grrr. Gateball looks a lot like park golf. I am not pleased.

As if one bull weren't enough...

I think this is subtly hinting that people shouldn't smoke.

Deer and cow guard the hangari (large pots, jars, urns, whatever).

I usually flop down and rest here. I didn't stay that long on this day, though. Had to keep moving.

I did take a shameless selfie, though.

I cut across this way and avoid about a few hundred meters of bike path, turn left, and continue.

Just how many sexes are there?

We're going left, but first...

This memorial is fairly recent.

This is now the Monclar Road, named for General Ralph Monclar.

I've never seen a fisherman's tent out in the water that far.

Good luck, buddy.

Onward to Ipo Dam! Another few kilometers.

flowers by the fence

Ipomoea hederacea (ivy-leaved morning glory or Kaladana)

Some sort of Vicia/vetch? I don't know.

Another type of morning glory? Seems so.

I told you I'd take a pic of that funky new building from the back.

I do love dilapidation.

old-school Korean house

a big, fat American-style orb weaver

Hey, there, thicc girl.

the most Korean house ever to Korean

another of so many ubiquitous exercise stations, loaded with machines that are best for old people

I keep thinking this actually says something.

funky blue bench

a classic-looking shwimteo

more rich people

Can you see the dam getting closer in the distance?

rich houses side-by-side with shack-like cafés

I think the place has closed down. The sign is saying thanks for having come by all this time.
UPDATE: Naver Dictionary says hyueop/휴업 refers to a temporary closing. Hyu/휴 means "rest."

the big, calm South Han River

Gukto Jongju; Tangeum-dae, 93K ahead; Paldang Bridge, 43K behind
The mysterious Tangeum-dae is, I think, by Tangeum Lake much farther down.

And what are these?

Euphorbia marginata (Snow-on-the-mountain), I think

You see a lot of this, too: raised earth and back gates leading to the bike path.

puffball tree

The sign advertises Gaegun Grandma's Soondae Soup. (soondae = Korean blood sausage)

as modern and cold as a European art gallery

Is this a one-family residence or a public building?

no gate, but raised earth and stairs to the bike path

nicely landscaped

If that's not a rose, it's a balsamina.

stairs to mystery

There doesn't seem to be much left of what used to be a wall of hangari.

I bet kids would love this sort of arrangement.

Ipo Dam is almost within reach!

a sign about honeybees, I think

1.2K to the Ipo Dam Business Office certification center

Han River Trail Bike Path

going up to an eMart24 convenience store to refuel

I'm being naughty and eating a carby sandwich, as you see through the bag.

There were people sitting in a group here, but they cleared out soon after I arrived. Coincidence?

back on the trail after a munch, a slurp, and some rest

What's that place like during a flood?

And that place?

I'm a bad actor. I was trying to convey dubiousness: the sign behind me says I'm in Yeoju already. Ipo Dam is only about halfway along this segment, though. I guess this is Outer Yeoju.

another mantis, dead

approaching the dam and the place where I fell (hit the link and scroll down a ways)

the certification center

Ipo Dam

There's a whole cluster of these jangseung right before you reach the dam.

I love how some lean drunkenly on each other. Like real Koreans.

Some castle (I think) is 600 m left; the cert center is 200 m right.

elevator shaft for old and handicapped folks but used by the general public

Coffee Mama/Observation Deck

Every dam has its own unique structure and layout.

pointing to where I'd tripped and fallen in August of last year, injuring myself

It says "Ipo Dam" in the foreground. The building says "Ipo Dam Observation Deck."

the gentle descent

14K to the Yeoju Dam cert center, or so this sign claims

building with restaurants and a bikers' shop (buy gloves, helmets, kinky Spandex)

This ramp takes you down toward a campground that had been hit hard during COVID. But it seems to have come back to life, possibly under new management.

This is the Ipo Bridge (이포대교).

Keep going straight.

It says "baseball field," but...

It's full of park golfers! Aaaaaaaaaggggghhhhh!!!

Have I told you how much I just love park golf?

The tour buses are lined up, and they've disgorged a horde of old people.

the tall abstract sculpture that greets all the cars when they pull in

Parking lots have filled up again; I appreciate all the renewed vigor even if it's for something as twisted and misguided as park golf.

not exactly roughing it

tents on platforms... on platforms!

This section is called an 오토캠핑장/Auto kaemping-jang, i.e., an auto campground. To me, it is the antithesis of camping. Most of these "campers" end up setting up their tents on these wooden platforms, one per lot. So your tent isn't even in contact with the ground. A bit like an RV campground in the States, I think these places also supply plugs for electricity. Now, while I appreciate plugs in my motel rooms so I can recharge my phone, I'm old school and have no such expectations when I'm outdoors. The only concession I'll make to this ridiculousness is that it might be fun for little kids. But any adults and older kids who come to such places for anything other than to practice setting up their gear are merely fooling themselves if they think that this is camping. The scorn I heap upon these people—no, the scorn I heap upon the people who created and marketed this abomination—cannot be measured. These "campers" are all poor, deluded victims as far as I'm concerned.

I could rant all day, but I won't. Basically, as my dad used to say, the object of the game, when you survive outdoors, is to keep warm and dry. Everything proceeds logically from that, and you begin to realize how little you actually need to make it in wild conditions. What's the object of the game for people who come to an auto campground? All people did was to drag civilization along with them to what used to be an untrammeled, pristine part of the country.

And don't get me started about "glamping." I mean, seriously—what the fuck?

parked cars and facilities

make it stop

biker asshole straying into the pedestrian lane

My biker coworker used to complain about walkers who would stray into bike lanes. I can absolutely see that happening, and I despise those walkers as much as I despise the bikers who can't respect lane markings. Stay—in—your—goddamn—lane. For others' sakes.

Some tents, here, are thankfully on the ground.

moving away from this campground and enjoying a quiet interlude before the next patch of civilization

They look like miniature daisies, but I think these are first snow heath asters, or Aster ericoides.

"Ipo Dam Auto Campground, 500 m ahead." Oh, goody.

Gonna be a long-ass 500 meters.

the Ong-gi Bridge

nice-looking parking lot, I'll give it that

The sign's explanation of the auto campground is a load of bullshit. It's saying you leave the city, taking along a tent as your house, and you get to enjoy nature. Fuck whoever wrote this tripe. Seriously, fuck them up the ass with a splintery broomstick coated in hot tar. And fire ants.

Why would you want to camp with all these other... people... around you?

bike rental among other things

sorting and collection area for trash

The ramp I go up to get out of here. While I'm happy the place has livened up, I'm not happy with the place.

Yes, Virginia, the South Han River is still technically the Han.

a sign for the Yeoju Riverside Reservoir

one of the biggest drainage gates (baesumun/배수문) I've seen

Namhangang-daegyo, or the South Han River Bridge

the choice

In the image above, I have a choice. The longer way would be to follow the standard bike route to the left. The flat patch of land you see inside the fork in the road used to hold a huge, mountainous pile of earth, but that's all gone, as I noticed last year (I think). Or instead of veering left, I could take a shorter route along that small road that goes straight and hangs by the riverside. I choose to go that way. First time in years that I've done this.

Some bikers also choose this route because they either see me walking this way or already know the shortcut.

home for another Korean Jethro or Clem

I suddenly realized I had to go pee. I was also still farting every several hundred meters.

Someone knows about eggplant emojis.

Oenothera biennis, or evening primrose.

I'case you was wonderin'... we out in the stix, boy.

a type of cosmos

I used zoom because a person was out, and I didn't want to intrude on property.

Shwimteo come in all shapes and sizes.

Squash are hiding here.

See?

squash flower and squash

Don't people use these in salads?

You can run, but you can never hide.

This mini-Hogwarts is a riverside pension.

Cleverly enough, it's called the Ipo Dam Riverside Pension.

I'm still looking for a quiet spot to take a piss.

another richie-rich property

chilies!

How can you not love all the agriculture going on?

This could be the flower of Senecio macroglossus, a creeper.

squash flower doing its Georgia O'Keeffe impression

one busted squash

a busted, bug(?)-covered squash

another resting spot

I did eventually find a place to piss back there. Satisfaction.

And now, after that shortcut detour, we pick up the standard path again.

This straightaway goes on for several kilometers. I hopped from the bike path to the road and back.

This bit of road is where you can often find people parked and doing stuff like flying remote-controlled planes. On this day, a group of people had brought their parrots, which looked gorgeous as they flew, but which gave off a comical-sounding squawk/gurgle/croak. If I'd had my wits about me, I'd have taken video of the birds, but I was getting tired. Sorry for the lack of parrots.

I didn't bother with the unkempt pedestrian path (barely visible at the extreme right). It disappeared, anyway.

"Slow: steep slope"

"Gukto Jongju"

straightaway, straightaway, straightaway

Again on the road. There were occasional cars. I had to move back to the bike path.

One of those mountainous piles of earth used for construction purposes. That one, too, will disappear.

"Gukto Jongju"

Die Maus ist tot.

another tent-y shwimteo

"This place is not for throwing garbage."

But you can see the castaway plastic bottles.

here...

cigarette butts

We love polluters, yes, Precious.

Downtown Yeoju in the distance!

The straightaway ends, and we serve left to the bridge.

We'll turn right, onto the bridge...

...which is called Hupo Bridge.

Allez, on traverse!

another creek buried under verdure

I thought this guy (gal?) was dead. His/her bright colors made me think s/he was poisonous, so I poked him/her with a little stick, which is how I discovered s/he was still alive. But s/he(?) was obviously dying.

the apartments that greet you after you cross the Hupo Bridge

What's going on with this field to my left?

Up the slight hill we go. I don't even count this as a hill.

We're setting ourselves up for the final approach to the Yeoju Dam, the second dam of the day after Ipo.

Dam in the distance... and about now, it started raining. Lightly, but enough for me to wear my jacket.

Mugunghwa! (무궁화, Rose of Sharon, South Korea's national flower)

With my camera up so close, it's hard to see how small this one is.

I can't look away from Yeoju Dam. I like dams and pretty much all Big Engineering.

"Sharp curve—slow."

now crossing the Gasan Bridge (Ga Mountain?)

the ever-noisy creek (or crick, as they say in the sticks)

1.4K to the Yeoju Dam certification center

1K to go

The sign says "Yeoju Dam." That's an old-style rain gauge on top. It looks like an oil drum.

The span across the dam is labeled as a bridge called Gongdo Bridge.

looking down at a path passing under where I am

crossing onto the dam

Paths everywhere... I'd like to picnic here someday... maybe get married at a memorable place like this.

looking right and roughly northwest

looking left and roughly southeast to downtown Yeoju

burd convention

a sample of King Sejong's hunminjeongeum is on the wall

The admin building. As I'll soon discover, the convenience store there is kaput.

a closer look at Sejong's syllables

closer still

almost across

same image on the other side

Crossed.

the dam's workings, visible from the riverbank and the safety of the admin building

I'm sitting on a wooden shwimteo under an eave—a square platform like those ridiculous camping spots I'd passed.

Time to forge ahead. Only about 6K to go to the bus terminal.

Yeoju Dam's certification center

I love how it says "Warning" in English... and the rest is Korean. If you're Korean-illiterate, you're fucked. Basically, it says to avoid the water during severe weather.

"Construction information: ahead 200 m, until July 2026"

some sort of re-landscaping...?

This looks new, interesting, and promising.

Onward I go.

another modern interpretation of a shwimteo

This skier was pretty acrobatic. Again, if I'd had my head screwed on right, I'd have taken a video.

sickly hydrangeas

one healthy bloom among the brown ones

yeesh... summer is over, I guess

click to enlarge and read the explanation

See the dude reclining on the left?

Coming up on the Sejong Bridge... this is the town of King Sejong; he's buried here.

the steps up to Sejong's "forest bathing" path

go right for forest bathing; go left for Yeoju City Hall

I'm going left. The bus terminal is along the same street as City Hall.

past Sejong Bridge

up the slight rise to a major landmark

up, up, up (it's not really that far)

And right before I cross the footbridge...

...that's the 30K mark from Yangpyeong Station.

This is the Hari Footbridge (Hari bodo-gyo) or Hari Sidewalk Bridge.

crossing into downtown Yeoju

but still by the river for now

This mildewy thing has been here for years. I love it.

Flags out in honor of the rapid succession of holidays.

continuing straight on to City Hall, then turning right and walking up to the bus terminal

a Confucian seoweon, I think, seen from the back

The back of City Hall. I pass the building and turn right.

here

and I go straight again

an example of Sejong's hunminjeongeum, another tribute to the great king

At last, I'm at the terminal.

And that's it! I got a ticket from the machine for an express bus to Seoul. The 33K walk took me 11 hours, so that's a pitiful 3 kph, but that figure includes my several rest breaks, so I was probably walking somewhat faster than that. My feet hurt, but not badly enough to need my ibuprofen. I did, however, acquire some pre-blister bruising on my right big toe, and both of my feet were fairly achy. I'd made it up a largish hill, though, and I'd done 69K over two days, so that's a major reason for me to think I'll survive this year's walk just fine.

Thanks for accompanying me on this journey. I look forward to the upcoming walk.

Enjoy the bruised right toe and the irritated left foot.