East Coast Cycling Tour Day 3: Donghae to Imwon Port
It's the last day. Even though it's the final day, I just lay there with my eyes closed because of the snoring coming from both my left and right. I might have drifted off for a bit without realizing it, but I can only hope I did. Even though we turned the lights out at midnight, I ended up waking up at 4:30 AM and just sat in the empty lobby playing games.
There was a change in our original plan, so we decided to head back up to Seoul this evening, which means things will probably be a bit rushed. The distance is 50km, making it our shortest riding day, but we have to arrive on time to catch the bus, so I really need to be in good condition. But I only slept for about two hours, so I'm in big trouble. Caffeine, give me strength.
We filled our stomachs with toast, boiled eggs, and cup noodles, and set off at 10 AM. We were originally supposed to leave at 8 AM, but everyone was so exhausted and drank a bit too much last night that we couldn't wake up. Still, maybe it's because we came from Seoul, which is full of fine dust, but this beautiful weather seems to naturally melt the fatigue away.



Since I'm not feeling great today and there are a lot of uphills, I'm spending a lot of time riding alone. I should be feeling relaxed, but knowing my friends are waiting a long time for me actually makes me feel rushed. I should have built up some muscle and ridden my bike more beforehand... I always regret it at the last minute.
I somehow managed to get lost and wander around alone, even getting escorted by a goofy neighborhood dog, before finally arriving at Chudaebawi (Candlestick Rock), which I think is the most beautiful spot in Gangwon-do.










Link to the Mukho Mulhoe post







Looking at the certification stamp points, they are set up incredibly well. I feel like whoever chose them must have an exceptional talent for routing. Hanjae Park is one of those spots.






After passing Hanjae Park, there's a flat stretch, and then it's continuous uphills all the way to Imwon Port. From my experience, it's much better not to rest right after finishing an uphill, but rather to ride down the downhill and take a good rest right before the next uphill begins. Even if you frantically eat chocolate bars and sugar bombs every 30 minutes, one uphill is all it takes for your legs to stop listening to you again.
During this section, the thoughts "Should I really buy a bike?" and "Why am I even riding this right now, I could just walk" kept ping-ponging back and forth between my left and right brain.







After getting the very last stamp, the certification was complete and a silver medal popped up. It's just a meaningless digital image, but thinking of it as the result of all my hard work makes me feel incredibly good. My skin is completely sunburned and my face looks haggard, but for some reason, I feel amazing.
On the bus ride back, the only thing on my mind was eating takoyaki at the highway rest stop. I completely passed out and we drove for a whopping four hours, but it felt like it only took about 20 minutes. Riding with friends, eating delicious food along the way (though we didn't eat much this time), and having a glass of soju with tasty bar snacks at night (only did this once too...)—these are all things you can easily do in Seoul. But the blue ocean, the blue sky, and the breathtaking scenery naturally made it all feel so special.
Let's go for the Grand Slam!