Above: You can see the eyes of the doll on the dashboard. His name is "Groover."
Well, the sandwiches got made and everything was ready. Now all we need to do is to drive there. The cherry blossoms are coming out in Gyeongju and it makes for a picturesque drive. Sufferers of hayfever may want to find a different country.
Above: This is a photo from the beginning of our hike up.
About this time I said to my girlfriend. "There better be a talking statue of Buddha, a Burger King and a harem of women with ice cold VB when I get to the top of this, or you're in big trouble."
Above: Stairway to Buddha.
Some of the trail was stairs cut out of the rock. Other times we were climbing over the rocks and other times I'm not sure we were even on a trail. It was about here that I used racial slurs against Buddha and his mountain. Soon after this photo was taken it started raining on and off.
Above: This is a shot from close to the top. We still had about another kilometre of trail yet. But the view was really nice. We stopped here for a rest.
Above: Spring is the best time to be in Korea.
Every Spring I am renewed in this country. It reminds me that despite the drab and dull cities, the hills and mountains are a wealth of beauty. It's a shame that too many foreigners here spend all their time in bars on the weekend and their days recovering. They're missing out on the one thing that makes this place bearable.
Above: This sign was our half way point.
We finally made it to the top. Now we could turn around and walk back down the mountain. We stopped here to eat the sandwiches my girlfriend had lovingly prepared. She's a champion.
Above: The object of my derision.
Here is a Buddha carved out of the rock. Although I still stand by my curses, by this point in the hike I was enjoying it.
Above: "G'day Buddha."
Above: The temple.
This temple has got to be in the most out of the way spot. You have to use a rope to get down to it. There's not a lot there, just a shrine, some water and speakers broadcasting chants to the valley. Pretty cool really.
Above: A shrine.
These little shrines litter the hillside. I don't know a lot about them.
Korean graves also litter the hillside. I like that you can be buried in the hills here. It's better than a stuffy old cemetery. Although, I'm never keen on being reminded of my own mortality on a morning walk.