For Independence Day, we went up the Taewha River to Eonyong where the river’s origin is in the mountains. It had rained the past several days and the 15th was really hot and humid. Too hot to stay in the city. I picked up MyeongHee at her hair shop and convinced her to close up shop early and she decided the cool of being in the trees and splashing around in a cold-ass mountain stream would be a welcome relief.
The river/stream isn’t big enough to tube or canoe on like we’d do back on the Guadalupe on Texas, but there are stretches where you can do some limited floating. I didn’t have anything to float on since we came last-minute, but I enjoyed just putting my tootsies in the water and watching the kids spill along the small rapids on their floats. Being one of the big summer holidays here, it was thick with families having picnics and frolicking in the water.
Several of the larger rocks have old-style Korean writing chiseled into them – the Korean form of tagging. No spray paint for these guys. Pretty permanent stuff, but at least its only names, not vulgarities.
This is me in my best spare tire pose. I could probably have floated just on the fat ring around my ass.
This is my hottie girlfriend, dipping her own piggies in the water. My pup, Satang, is behind her. She thought we were nuts and wanted no part of the cold water.
