Hallasan Yeongsil Course: Hiking to Witse Oreum
The Yeongsil Course, which unfolds with even more stairs than you can imagine, is less of a hike and more of a battle between me and the steps. If there weren't stairs leading up to Witse Oreum, I wouldn't have been able to climb it, but because they're here, I'm suffering. Damned if they do, damned if they don't.
Even pushing and dragging myself up as best as I can, my pace keeps slowing down. I wonder if my mom dreamed of being a cheerleader when she was young; whenever we hit a slightly wider step, she sits down and cheers on the exhausted-looking hikers. It's a good thing we came in the winter to even maintain this pace. If we had come in the summer, she would have been too busy talking to every flower and blade of grass along the way to climb at all.




Now the stair section is over, and it's time for the trail where you need to wear crampons. When we left Seoul, I thought, "Should we just go without crampons?" but if I had done that, I would have come back with a cracked skull. There are way more rocks here than on the mountains in Seoul, and the snow hasn't melted, making it the perfect environment to slip and smash your head on a rock. A few brave older guys were hiking without them, but it seems much better to just rent a pair for peace of mind. Still, to give some hope to the brave souls who insist on going without, the distance you have to walk with crampons is short. I don't know if it's five hundred steps or a thousand, but you only need to wear them on the narrow path that looks beautifully covered in snow flowers (frost on the trees).









As the groomed trail reappears, a spectacular view of clouds and snow flowers mixing together unfolds. There's a reason why people always talk about Witse Oreum. We climbed up a mountain, but the clouds are billowing on top of it, creating the illusion of a horizon. A horizon made of mountains and clouds is a sight I've never seen anywhere else. If I try my hardest to find something similar, I guess you could say it's like sea fog rolling over the ocean horizon. But while the ocean horizon feels calm and mysterious, the Witse Oreum horizon feels grand—like a Taoist immortal might appear at any moment.




When you get to Witse Oreum, there's a bonus track called Witse Jokeun Oreum, but many people just pass it by. By this point, your legs feel like jelly, and it's too much of a hassle to climb up there, so everyone just gathers at the entrance of the stairs to rest. I left my mom behind to rest and went up for a bit, but it was too cloudy to see much. When I came back down, my mom was eating something by herself. All our food was definitely in my backpack, so I figured she must have packed something for herself.
"What are you eating all by yourself? Share some with me."
"Yeah~ I told the lady here I was hungry and she gave it to me."
Sitting among the other older ladies, my mom must have kept muttering to herself, "Oh, I'm so tired. Oh, I'm so hungry." The lady next to her heard that and handed her a chocolate bar. Oh, Mother~ lol. It's driving me crazy. My mom is hilarious, but the lady sitting next to her eating the exact same thing is just as funny.






