Last weekend I embarked on another Adventure Korea trip, this time it was cycling and Bungee jumping (and no I didn’t jump – but Emily, Brian and Kristen did!).

Our first stop of the day was bungee jumping then onto the bike riding.

Emily found it a little difficult to actually jump off the platform! She was only the third person to jump and the first that showed any hint of fear, but the assembled crowd were soon cheering her on.

Once the bungee jumping was over we went for a short walk to a beautiful waterfall. Dave, a South African guy, got his first ever glimpse of snow at the waterfall.

Then it was onto the bike riding. Usually I enjoy bike riding, but for some reason last weekend I wasn’t feeling it. Maybe it was the early start (5am) or the waiting around for, literally, hours for the bungee jumping to finish, but by the time we arrived at the bike rental shop I was really not up for it.

Cycling though a stretch Korean countryside it became an effort to push the peddles around and only having the use of two of the 21 gears on my bike didn’t help fuel my enthusiasm for the ride ahead.

Near the beginning of the cycle route we passed a carting track. I watched some Koreans amble slowly around the track and wished I could have persuaded the others to stop and let me play with the cars. Go-carting beats biking any day! It was then that I realised quite how much I miss driving. What I would give to spend just a couple of days with ‘the Baby’ cruising the lanes at the top of Redhills – or even better caning it around an auto-test!!

With thoughts of ‘the Baby’ and the approaching (Mini) show season in my mind the further I cycled the more I longed for home.

Cycling further into the country side conjured up memories of riding my bike through the nature reserve in Preston on warm summers evening. Then route took us along a river reminding me of bike riding as a child through ‘smelly alley’ and along the river Exe.

With thoughts of home in my mind, and not having been up for cycling in the first place, I couldn’t be bothered to keep up with others happily moseyed along at the back accompanied by my memories.

But upon arriving back at the rental shop my wows were soon forgotten as amongst much hilarity we attempted to ride the tandems!

Once we’d discovered that riding a bicycle made for two is much harder than it appears it was time to find the bus and begin the journey back to Seoul.

* Posted by j150vsc on 30/03/2007.