The sound of the bitterly cold wind whistling through the rocks was music to my ears. Almost meditation inducing if it hadn’t been so cold. It’s winter time in Seoraksan National Park, South Korea and I’m hiking up to Ulsanbawi rock.
My hair was frozen, my sunglasses were attached to my face with ice, and my fingers! What fingers? I couldn’t feel them. The view was none existent, in fact I could only just see my guide who was a metre in front as we trudged down Toubkal.
Hi there, I'm Kathy from the North of England. In 2008 I went from package holidays to traveling solo around the world and now I have visited over 55 countries. My passion is exploring the road less traveled and being immersed in different cultures.
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