I believe in road trips.
I believe in pit stops to frolic in flower fields.
I believe in hiking to the top of a mountain.
I believe in finding the most remote beach possible.
I believe in oceanside cooking.
I believe in sunset yoga poses.
Last weekend three girlfriends and I decided to get the heck out of dodge and go for a road trip to one of the most remote places possible. With only google maps to guide us, we took several wrong turns but enjoyed the amazing scenery as we made our way to Goheung, a rural island at the very bottom of Korea.
The plan was to camp for the weekend on Narodo Beach, a place we’d seen another blogger recommend. Unfortunately, when we arrived the beach looked like this.
We took off exploring for other potential campsites, and found Yeompo, a beautiful all pebble beach. But of course, the campsite was closed.
The surrounding area known as Dadohaehaesang National Park is comprised of thousands of tiny islands. We could see a tiny beach across the water that looked like paradise, but we couldn’t see a road leading to it. We spent hours following windy roads hoping to find the way to “The Promised Land”, but we never did find that elusive beach. We realized we had no choice but to camp at ‘trash beach’.
We set up our humble little camp alongside the Koreans with their tents as big as my apartment. That night the winds from the offshore typhoon blasted us until the tent was nearly sideways. Cooking became a feat and we huddled behind the car using a towel to help block the wind and keep the flame alive.
We spent our full day hiking up to the various peaks of the nearby mountain range followed by relaxing in the warm sunshine on the rocky beach until the sun melted into the horizon in a stunning finale.
On Sunday morning we packed up and hit the road back toward Daegu, but stopped to cook lunch at a gorgeous and deserted beach.
The weekend to Goheung Island was perfect and exactly the refresher I needed from the loud, chaotic city life that usually surrounds me. We laughed about stupid jokes, discussed issues of the world, and talked about poop probably way more than the average group of girls. Which is exactly how I like it.
Minus the typhoon winds and the snake, this looks like such a great trip! Spontaneous trips are the best. I need to find some more friends who will do these things with me. And learn how to camp.
Haha yeah I could’ve done without the typhoon winds… and this was sort of a “learn how to camp” experience for me too. I’m sure you’ll find lots of friends to go on road trips with you now that you’re staying in the same city for a while! 🙂