The Great Jeju 1-day Circumnav, Part 1

I've been around Jeju on a scoot before, but never in one day. So Cobain and I took advantage of the sunniest and warmest November 7th imaginable to do this thing on our trusty Daelims.
Planning was a bit absent and last minute, and our only rule was that we stick to coastal roads. It was rad to head out to the west, then find ourselves driving east, then back west again, without ever changing the direction of our ride. Hard to get lost, when the ocean is always to your left,
and sexy Mount Halla is always to your right, the whole way round. Watching American Pie 5 for a second time (don't do it)and a 5am mosquito attack meant that I only got 3 hours of sleep before the trip. The distances listed are based on a clumsy thread on a map, and the fact that we took long winding coastal roads, don't bust my balls about it.


-7:59 a.m. Paris Baguette
We met up at the Jungang Rotary Paris Baguette in Seogwipo. Cobain was 2 minutes late. A Friday night soju victim was getting rousted from a comfy bench as we headed out (can you spot the grey-coated popo?) Headed out on tires squeaking from being cold and contracted.

-8:14 a.m., Gas 1, 2 km
Filled those tanks.

-8:26 a.m., Oil Change, 5 km
Glad I did, as my scoot had been sounding like it had scoot-AIDS lately, and I suspected oil shortage. Only a shot of thick, sludgy black crap came out the tank, replaced by a bottle of copper-gold goodness. We headed down the coast towards Jumgmun past the idyllic fishing town where 'they' want to put an 'eco-friendly' naval base. Sarcastic clapping from me on that one. Saw a neat military grave in the middle of nowhere.


-9:01 a.m., Jungmun Beach, 23 km
Heading west along the south coast. Picked up a new Jeju map at the tourist place, as the one I carefully re-inforced with tape seems to be forever locked in the glove-compartment thing on my scoot. Just won't open. Jungmun is my favorite beach on Jeju, and also the closest. Wasted a lot of time there this summer reading, and drinking from tall green cans.


-9:24 a.m., Yerae, 31 km
A secret town, isolated by cliffs and rugged geography. Not a single modern store in sight. Neat. Old stuff all over. And oranges and hidden mansions.