A common belief is that once you have climbed a mountain ten or fifteen times, the climbing is supposed to get easier. Remarkably this wasn’t the case when Andrea and I took this really really tough route up Geumgjeong mountain today. We hiked for nearly five hours. It was so difficult at times that I felt my heart was going to explode. My whole body right now is exhausted. It’s my own fault I am so tired. On the last few hikes, I had to use the washroom multiple times because of my water intake. Talk about an inconvenience. So this time I decided not to drink as much water, and the dehyrdration caught up with me.
Despite my bone-tired legs the hike was fabulous. Halfway up we stopped for a little snack and ate kimbap with our new chopsticks which we bought at the hiking store. Tuna kimbap has never tasted so good. We quickly filled our bellies and headed across to PNU. Even though we were trekking for a long time, I didn’t take many pictures because I was concentrating on surviving this hike.
A wonderful surprise awaited us. There was snow everywhere! Snow on rocks. Snow on trees. And most importantly snow on the ground. Who would of thought that snow would have excited two Canadians as much as it did today? We made snow angels, and we built a snowman. Then we made snowballs and threw them at hikers coming up the mountain.
It was funny because in the first lag of our hike there was no snow whatsoever. But as we reached the top and trekked across the mountain we couldn’t get away from it. In fact, we were slipping and sliding up and down the mountain. And when we weren’t slipping on the ice, we were slipping on the mud.
What a wonderful way to spend a Sunday!