Stones and worries tossed into the sea: Park Jun-hyung's family backpacking trip

The crisp May air and the scent of the sea welcomed seven adult and five child backpackers to Geumdangdo island in South Korea. The group, a mix of "parent backpackers" and eager young explorers, gathered at Udu Port, their excitement palpable as they boarded the ferry "Peace Ferry 13" for a journey to the island, which administratively belongs to Wando County but is closely connected to Goheung in daily life.

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Then, shall we go eat first? That's a relief! I was hungry.

Their destination was the Cellpo Observatory, a comfortable resting spot for island trekkers, reached via the Gyohamcheongpung Trail. This trail, part of the larger "Geumdang Eight Sceneries Trail" network, promised breathtaking views. Before embarking on their trek, the group opted to eat on the island and purchase supplies, a decision made partly to ease the load for the children and partly to support the local island economy. This choice was a welcome one for 10-year-old Seojin, who expressed relief at the prospect of a meal, admitting he was already hungry.

Their journey took an unexpected turn when they boarded the island's local bus. The driver, Ahn Seon-nam, a lifelong resident, offered a spontaneous tour of the island. As the bus traversed the island, Ahn pointed out local landmarks and shared anecdotes about the dwindling population, which once numbered over 6,000 but now hovers below 1,000. He spoke fondly of the local clams, renowned for their exceptional taste, and suggested various scenic spots for future camping trips, painting a vivid picture of Geumdangdo's charm.

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If you're not in a hurry, shall we take a quick tour around Geumdangdo by bus?

The trek itself was a highlight, especially the Gyohamcheongpung Trail. Standing before the dramatic coastal cliffs, sculpted by wind and waves, the group was awestruck. They carefully navigated the narrow rocky paths, with the imposing cliffs on one side and the vast, calm sea on the other. The experience was a powerful immersion in the island's natural beauty. Later, they reached Gamabawi Rock, a distinctive stone formation they had admired from their campsite. The children, energized by the scenery, raced towards the rock, their older siblings ensuring their safety. Reaching the summit, they were greeted by a stunning panorama of the emerald South Sea under a brilliant blue sky.

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When I was young, the island had over 6,000 residents, but now there are less than 1,000. Most residents know each other.

As the day drew to a close, the group engaged in a unique "mind-clearing" ritual. Each child selected a small stone, imbuing it with their worries and frustrations. With a collective count of "one, two, three," they hurled the stones into the sea, watching them disappear with a splash, a symbolic act of releasing their burdens into the vast ocean.

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Wow!