Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Ups and Downs in Ulaanbaatar (Days 1-3)



Driven. Impulsive. Erratic. The DSM-IV would say quite confidently that Ulaanbaatar is having a manic relapse. Of course that implies that Ulaanbaatar (The Red Hero City) has a whiff of bipolar about her. 

Clear blue skies with bright sunshine snap into snowfalls with wind chills of -10deg C. Horns blast as cars, trucks and buses wrestle angrily for road space. Cyrillic stands proud across shop fronts while Louis Vuitton graces the main square. Concrete apartments blocks with Soviet stylings in all their distressed, fraying glory line the streets. Homeless, orphaned and unemployed wander. Yet kilometers away, organized ger camps with pit-toilets and no running water house healthy, happy kids living and eating traditionally*. Finding our feet in this labile city would be a nice challenge...

Friday, April 23, 2010

Landed in Ulaanbaatar

From UB day 1

After a late night arrival at Chinggis Khan International Airport, our job list for the day went something like this:
1. Find bank to get local currency
2. Learn name of local currency (tugrug)
3. Find coffee and local french bakery (le cafe est superb!)
4. Get bus to near immigration office (back out near airport), walk 30 minutes north, get registered, get visa extension form. Submit.
5. Learn new script (cyrillic), learn new language.
6. Find Mongolian replacement for Diget biscuits.

Well, we're here, we're safe and we're planning to bunker down for the weekend storm when the temperatures will plummet again. The balmy high of 12 degrees today almost had us fooled...

Thursday, April 22, 2010

South Korea Wrap-Up



Total distance: 841km
Nights spent camping: 2
Days spent cycling: 14
Average distance per day: 60km
Longest day: 106km
Shortest day: 23km
Most difficult section: Juwangsan National Park to Cheongha
Steepest climb according to road signs: 12%
Maximum speed: 46kph

Best coffee: ‘Scent of Lamp’ tearooms on road to Woraksan National Park (closely followed by the 100 won vending machine coffee bought for us by council office worker in Jeju whom we mistook for a tourist information officer when wet, cold and hungry)...

Jeju to Seoul: Biking, hiking and caffeination (17/4 - 22/4/10) 109km (Total 841km)

Mokpo – Wolchulsan National Park (41km)




After disembarking the ferry from Jeju (via the vehicle ramp – blissfully easy), we found ourselves in the middle of a sunny day in a dusty port city surrounded by drying fish and freelance poets (he gave me his name card in case he could be of any assistance). This region is also the home of the archetypal Korean movie gangster. Although not without its charms, we felt we could find a more picturesque setting for our Surlys, and so we headed off for a night of camping in nearby Wolchulsan National park. This sunny Saturday afternoon had created a surreal gathering of children on the riverside bike path on every form of wheeled transport imaginable – a fun fairground atmosphere in one sense, and a bunch of unpredictable moving obstacles in another...

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Mt Hallasan and the Enchanting Island of Jeju (10/4 - 17/4) 230km - Total 732km

Far off the southern coast of mainland Korea lives an island with a big bike lane all the way around it. On this magical island the dogs don’t bark as you ride past and large juicy tangerines grow from roadside trees. In the middle of this island a big evil old volcano called Mt Hallasan sits on her throne. When she burst to life one day, many thousands of years ago the island was born. In her highland palace, snow, mist and icy winds replace the sub-tropical wonderland below. Down by the waters you’re safe from her grasp, her cruel steep curves cannot reach you on the outer rim.

Two young travelers and their steeds, braved the rough oceans and landed upon this volcanic land. They wished to leisurely circumnavigate mystical Hallasan’s arena. Forced to survive on fresh seafood and being tortured by winding coastal views they wound their way around the island...

Monday, April 19, 2010

Eee, eh, oh! Eee, eh, oh!: Busan 8/4/10-9/4/10

In Korea’s southern capital we took up the couchsurfing hospitality of experienced host, Mary. A Canadian who has been teaching English for two years here, she is well hooked in to the local scene and took us out to a favourite bar and then an open-mike night at a music den called Old 55, where we drank beer and played pool with other expats. For a couple of days we felt less like tourists and more like residents – though we were living on borrowed time. Not only did we borrow her bed, washing machine and kitchen, but we also borrowed her favourite pork soup (dway-gi guk bob) restaurant and then her friends, for a night at the baseball.

The Busan Giants had been on a losing streak lately. 7 of the last 9 games to be precise. Though apparently they play well in the wet, so we set off into the stadium with our burger, kebab and beer and kept our rain jackets at the ready, just in case. As newbies in the Korean baseball world, we were swept up into the hoopla of each player’s theme song which accompanies them at high decibels as they step up to the mound. ‘Kang Minh Ho! Kang Minh Ho!’, we were chanting with the crowd by the end of the third innings.

Korea is a nation of recyclers and waste disposal experts – apartment dwellers separate out their compost, cardboard and plastic recyclables, which is then further separated by the building superintendents downstairs. Our bike boxes were whisked away within 24h of arrival after we left them downstairs in Seoul. The Busan Giants are no exception, with one of the favourite players being an ex-Mexican league player by the name of Garcia. Rubbish collection is also made fun at the baseball, as orange rubbish bags are circulated around the entire stadium late in the game. Then you blow up the bag and put it on your head. Of course.



Unfortunately the Giants were no match for the Seoul LG team. As the game slipped into the 9th, the die-hard fans in the Giants stand kept up the chanting (our contribution being something like ‘Eee, eh, oh! Eee, eh, oh!), but the crowd was starting to thin. We duly separated our rubbish into respective orange bags and headed for the recycling bins by the exit.

Busan

GAStronomy - a campstove cooking tour: South Korea

We have a simple aim: as we cycle through different countries, to cook the national dishes using a simple campstove and some gasoline.

The venue for our Korean cook-up was the fitting Juwangsan National Park. After a pleasant ride in the sun we realised you play with fire when you cycle towards a national park as there's an abundance of outdoor-hungry Koreans packed into buses and of course, mountains. A friendly campground complete with the towering rocky Juwangsan peaks made for an atmospheric kitchen. We were hungry with tired legs and a large array of foods to cook-up...the ideal first episode. Read below for a background into Korean cuisine and more importantly the first recipe of the much our anticipiated blog series: Hanjeongsik with Bul go gi (Korean BBQ – Beef)



Korean cuisine - background

Experiencing Korean cuisine is an adventure in itself. Evolving over many centuries and different provinces it is a gastronomical culture quite unique to Korea.
Dishes are largely based on rice, tofu, vegetables and meats with garlic, ginger, green peppers, sesame oil, soy and vinegar playing leading roles. However, the Korean meal is characterized by the side dishes or banchan. Up to 25 banchan can accompany a meal and when a side-dish is nearing completion it is custom for it to be whisked away and rapidly re-stocked by your host...

East Timor Blog

We realise we haven't updated for a little while. Be patient. We've written up our previous Timor tour and are publishing it via a dedicated Cycle Touring blog: crazyguyonabike.com. It's a bit like sumbitting an article to a journal...adding to a knowledge base that others have ready access to.

Check it out if you like: http://www.crazyguyonabike.com/doc/bikingtimor2009

Saturday, April 10, 2010

How to go from Gyeongju to Busan by train

  1. Ride to train station
  2. Purchase tickets using phrase book and broken Korean
  3. When train arrives discover there is 3 steps from platform to train carriage and that the door is too narrow for the bike-pannier setup
  4. Rapidly take all panniers off bikes.
  5. Bikes on train. Bags on train. Train takes off
  6. Discover that there is no designated space for bikes
  7. Arrange bikes in intercarriage toilet area
  8. Induce surprise, frustration, empathy and apathy in a ticket collector all in a matter of minutes
  9. Upon reaching Busan rapidly unload all possesions before train takes off
  10. Load panniers onto bikes
  11. Ride bikes to elevator. Go up in shifts. Cross over railway lines. Go down in shifts
  12. Ride to metro subway line
  13. Ride bikes to elevator. Go down in shifts
  14. Squeeze bikes onto peak-hour train
  15. Get off subway...3 floors below ground level
  16. Discover the station has no elevators
  17. Precariously take bikes up escalator
  18. Discover station only has one flight of escalators
  19. Take all panniers off bikes
  20. Take one bike up remaining stairs and lock to pole, while second person watches bags*
  21. Take second bike up and lock to pole, while second person watches bags
  22. Together take all bags up stairs
  23. Load panniers onto bikes
  24. Ride to couchsurfing host's house (Mary)
  25. Discover Mary lives on 4th floor...with elevator
  26. Unload panniers from bikes
  27. While one person watches bikes all bags go up to 4th floor
  28. Bikes go up in elevator in shifts
  29. Pile belongings into apartment
  30. Lock bikes to bannisters
  31. Game over

Next: How to get from Busan to Jeju by ferry

*Probably unnecessary as South Korea is an incredibly safe country

Day 15-16 (6/4 - 7/4) Cheongha - Gyeongju - Busan 49km (502km)

Cherry blossom, oh cherry blossom, wherefore art thou?

It's spring. Korean's favourite season*, and for good reason. It gets warm, one gets to hike and allegedly we all get cherry blossoms. Everywhere we've been so far we've had the promise of blossoms. While buds on trees tease us, Koreans all over the country over the last 2.5 weeks are assuring us that they are only "one week away".

It has taken 500km for us to finally see some blooming cherry blossoms. It was worth the wait. Skeletons of trees are now dressed up in sexy white, pink, yellow and crimson numbers. Hills suddendly don't seem quite so steep and 30km by the highway not so dull.

Gyeongju, the capital of the Silla Kingdom a millenium ago, is an entire UNESCO world heritage site with huge tomb mounds, fortresses and palaces dotting the city. With the addition of cherry blossoms this city was elegant and didn't look a day over 800.

To do it justice we stayed almost another day and caught the late train to Busan. Here we met our second awesome couchsurfing host Mary who showed us some of the expat Busan nightlife.

*sample size 2 of 50 million

Cycling Summary
Day 15 - Cheongha to Gyeongju 48km
Day 16 - Train from Gyeongju to Busan





Gyeongju

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Day 12-14: (3/4 - 5/4) Suanbo – Andong – Juwansang National Park-Cheongha 218km (Total 453km)

On the Roads, or How Andrew and Ali hauled 100kg for 100 km with ease then were later nearly defeated in 30km

It is a combination of factors that make a road, mostly in retrospect, a good choice. For anyone who knows cycle touring well, this may be old hat, but the condition of the roads and more importantly their verges does take up much of our daily musings. As this is not our home turf, we try to decide before we set out (and often on the way) based on our best guesses as to traffic quality and quantity, directness of route to destination and likelihood of hills.

Our first day of this section followed a rest day, so we decided to push it and our laden bikes a bit. The maps and directions we had been working from suggested two mountain passes early in the morning. I set out with much trepidation, only to discover that we had ended up on the new No. 3, not the old No.3 (not hard if you can’t read street signs in Hangul). So, rather than go over the mountains, we went through them.

Tunnels do feel like cheating. And with their narrower verges and acoustic qualities that made the smallest Kia sound like a 747, they were a little scary. Though when we hit one towards the end of this 105km day, I cheered. No more hill climbs today! Our day on the freeways made me appreciate a generally flatter and smoother surface and a wide verge (though they are often covered with sand and rubble). Good for making distance, but not so good for scenery or for my teeth, which acted as a filter for dust and exhaust fumes all day (I should be wearing a face mask like all those sensible Koreans).

Our second day followed medium-sized roads, where the generous South Korean trucks toot gently to let us know of their approach and then take a wide berth around us. An excellent option is to follow an old highway which has been superseded by a freeway: good road condition, much quieter and usually more scenic. As we headed for our first night of Korean camping in the remote but scenic Juwangsan National Park, the traffic thinned as the tour buses full of weekend hikers headed back to town. En route, a friendly kyphosed roadside apple vendor (see pic) nestled amongst a sea of bare apple trees awaiting spring, sold us some sustaining apples. We weren't sure of her source given the season, but we didn't question her, mostly due to the gross language barrier...we just enjoyed our apples.

We set up in a camp ground so orderly and refined that the toilet blocks had sensor lights and played classical music when you entered. As the sun sank behind the towering rocky outcrops, we cooked up our own feast, Korean style (see Cooking with Gas (Canisters) Episode 1).

Waking to a sunny day and a bowl of rice porridge, we felt refreshed and optimistic. Our route from here followed minor roads, which tend to me most quiet and scenic. They are also least likely to have a verge, and most likely to go over mountains rather than through them. All of these factors were contained in this particular route, with the added bonus of a constant headwind. We struggled along the edge of a valley, a very effective natural wind tunnel, for 30km. This culminated in a winding hill climb which was marked by signs mockingly showing us the gradient. The steep descent on the far side was a minor consolation, as we found the nearest possible motel to recover for the night. Rest day, here we come!

Let it be said that a good road surface makes Andrew happy. I prefer a favourable gradient, which does make me wonder why again we have chosen a country that straddles mountain ranges. As with our previous trip to East Timor, we have been the unintended beneficiaries of the due attention that is paid to road-building in militaristic countries (it helps for the hardware). South Korea, with the aid of its economic boom, has provided quite an array of road choices that gives the cyclist endless choice, in true capitalist style.












Cycling Summary
Day 12: Suanbo to Andong – 106km
Highways. Tunnels. Tail Winds.

Day 13: Andong to Juwangsan National Park – 56km
Provincial roads. Few climbs as we hit some of the western mountain ranges

Day 14: Juwangsan National Park to Cheongha – 55km
Tough head winds. 3 switchbacking 500-600m peaks. Multiple minor climbs.

Day 9-11: (31/3/10 – 2/4/10) Yeoju – Chungju – Suanbo 117km (Total 235km)

Gear test: Wet Weather

The weather has been an important determining factor in our choice of locale thus far. Having delayed our Mongolian entry for 1 month to let their dzud resolve itself, we have arrived in Korea during its capricious springtime. We had narrowly missed two days of snow and one of yellow dust. ‘Yellow Dust’ is an airborn plague initiated by the Mongolian Gobi desert which picks up the heavy metal pollution of China before dumping it into the South Korean atmosphere. Facemasks are a must and when the pollution count gets high, cyclists get indoors.


However, whether we had done enough to prepare for rain was tested over the space of 48hrs when the province of Chungcheonbuk-do decided it would embark upon a seemingly endless rain. Rain jackets with hoods, rain paints, water-resistant gloves, waterproof panniers, waterproof socks and sandals (Andrew) and waterproof overshoes (Ali) created what felt like an impenetrable shield. The combination of a deep puddle and fast-moving truck unleashed a wave of muddy water upon Ali. Yet with this exception the water didn’t bother us or our gear much at all. A successful gear test.











We passed through some lovely sections of rural Korea. Our wet days were spent riding through valleys alongside fast-moving rivers. Low lying mist hung in the mountain sides and egrets and herons leapt from their feeding grounds as we cycled past. We were much sustained by a sumptuous feast of samgyopsai (pork barbequed at the table with numerous sides).


Suanbo was where the rained ceased. This is the home to natural hot springs, allegedly at a pretty stable 53deg Celsius. We partook in a spa outing in true Korean fashion. The experience consisted of joining those with a similar X/Y chromosomal pattern in a naked environment of cool, warm and boiling hot spas; showers, saunas and massages; soaping, scrubbing and cleaning. While obviously an individual experience, there’s a definite communal atmosphere…together we can get clean.


Cycling summary
Day 9: Yeoju to Chungju 68km
Day 10: Chungju to Suanbo 23km
Day 11: Day trip to Woraksan National Park 26km

Friday, April 2, 2010

Day 8 30/3/10 Toechon to Yeoju – 53 km (Total 128km)

Yes, 53km shouldn’t take too long to complete. However when you are having your 3rd leisure stop at the 20km mark you know it is going to be a prolonged affair.
After 5km of steady climbing the beckoning cafĂ© with outdoor seating wooed us in for an early break. At 15km, the ‘Dr Park’ Art Gallery situated on the Han river allowed us to park our bikes inside and offered complimentary coffee. Any friend of our bikes…
Following two length sojourns the day was running away, yet it would only be 5km further before roadside 2-minute noodles slowed us down. While eating two Mongolian students living in Korea asked us to buy some socks to help fund their studies. They informed us that Mongolia was snow-free, green and warm. The internet begs to differ, but we were so impressed with their intel, we bought two pairs.
After powering the next 30km we reached Yeoju. The day ended with a dumpling and kim-bab (like sushi) dinner and the continuation of our systematic testing of local beers. The current ranking is as follows:
1. Max: ‘A delicious Idea’
2. Hite
3. Cas


Photos

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