Hiking with Tom – Part 1

Welcome to Hiking with Tom, the new series in my blog where I bring you reports of hiking in Taiwan. I’m hoping to head out at least twice a month, but hey, let’s see how it goes.

One of the great things about the UK was being able to pick up and bring back my hiking boots and poles to Taiwan. For those who don’t know, I just to hike quite a bit in the UK and completed, ‘the Pennine Way’ and ‘the Coast to Coast’ amongst others, but this is going back a few years. Intro over, let’s get into it…


Being reacquainted with my walking boots and poles inspired me to do a bit of research hiking more in Taiwan. I had been to Yangmingshan before, and done Hemei/Shitou ‘mountains’ just outside Xindian in New Taipei but wanted to know more. Throughout last week, I spent hours doing my research and came up with a few ideas.

I wanted to go Saturday but no dice, my annual work’s meal scuppered that so Sunday it had to be. The forecast was for rain, but after midday. Given I’ve always enjoyed walking early morning, that didn’t matter too much anyway. Saturday work’s meal done, I went on a bike ride, bought my bus ticket for Sunday’s trip and tried to get some sleep…

1:00am and my alarm went off, yes 1:00am. The plan was to head to Taipei, then onto Yangmingshan overnight with the possibility of hot springs after. I got my rucksack packed with waterproofs and some spare clothes, taking into account, I expected to do the hot springs in Xinbeitou after.

I left my apartment at 1:20, ordered a taxi and was outside the bus stop at 1:35am, ahead of the 2:00am bus to Taipei. There were no issues, and I was in the capital shortly after 6. I took the MRT to Jiantan, and from there had a 15 minute wait for bus R5 to Yangmingshan. I was not the only one with the idea of going out early.

Unlike my last time to Yangmingshan, the bus didn’t take too long as you’d expect on a Sunday morning and there was a short wait for bus 108, that does a circuit around stopping at the major tourist sites. At Erziping I got off and it was time to get the hike underway. I wanted something challenging, and I planned to head to Mt Miantian, Mt Xiangtian then on the Datun range and play it by ear after that.

For illustration purposes, here was my planned route. I started walking at 7:37am, the times shown between all the places add up to 7 hours 35, I knew I could do it in less.

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It didn’t look much and the opening 1.8km to Erziping were a stroll in the park, an easy trail. ‘Ping’ for reference means a flat area, so between mountains in this context.

I made my way to the Mt Miantian trail head, there were two routes. One on a gravel track, I chose the other, a trail that involved the first of many slippery, mossy covered steps. I reached the head of the Mt Miantian trail at 8:19 and was treated to 20 minutes of step climbing. It wasn’t technically difficult but it was tedious. The summit at 977m was reached, mountain one done!

It was a sharp downhill then a short, rolling ascent between Mt Miantian and Mt Xiangtian, which was quite dull. It felt like such an insignificant peak but at 949m, would be amongst the highest if it were in England.

The descent to Xiangtian Pond was much like the ascent up Mt Miantian but slightly shorter. At the bottom, it wasn’t immediately obvious whether to go left or right but a left turn took me to a sign and Xiangtian Pond itself. I turned right and had a quick look at the ‘pond’ which was completely dry, I backtracked and carried on left through the trees on a flat stepped trail to Miantianping.

On the walk to Miantianping there were a couple of groups of walkers and the 1.3km was very easily done in under 20 minutes.

Arriving at Miantianping, there was a pavilion and warning sign about the trail to Mt Datun West, that caution should be taken after wet weather. I didn’t think too much of it, especially as the first 250 metres were a steady climb up through tree roots, I noted it was fairly easy, how that was to change!

The roots gave way to clay like mud, difficult to get a foothold or pole-hold in, and extremely slick on the surface. The remaining 450 metres to the summit were amongst the hardest 450 metres I think I’ve ever done. There were support ropes in places and I abandoned my poles in favour of dragging my way up with rope.

Eventually, even after slipping over twice I made it to the summit at 1010, just under 30 minutes, little did I know that the descent to Mt Datun South would be just as, if not more difficult!

From the summit of Mt Datun West, the trail went straight into a scramble I was totally unprepared for. Add in a bit of mud, and the length of, it became frustrating. I notably slipped and fell on my coccyx which was almost funny. I had said I wanted a challenge, this was definitely that!

Despite feeling longer it only took 12 minutes to reach the bottom. The path leveled out, through more and slippery steps, before the path turned left up another difficult, muddy section towards the summit of Mt Datun South.

In this short 30 minute span, the fog had started to roll in and the summit of Mt Datun South was much like Mt Xiangtian, feeling rather insignificant at 959m. With the fog, I didn’t stick around long and made a decision to try, and get down towards Datunping as quickly as possible.

The descent to Datunping took just over 10 minutes, and I slipped over right on my backside in front of a family of four which was a bit embarrassing! I had two options from there, a 3.2km stroll back to Erziping Visitor Center or a shorter 2.8km walk back via Mt Datun. Having done 4 mountains already, the decision was easy even with the fog… I was going up Mt Datun itself!

This was actually quite a boring walk, it was endless steps through the fog to the top. The steps were not moss covered like most of the other ones on the walk and the only difficult bit, was staying awake during what felt like an endless trudge to the top.

There was absolutely no view, and more annoyingly, you couldn’t access the proper peak of Mt Datun because of a weather observatory. It was however, 1090m up and the highest point of the day.

There was little motivation to find an extended route back to Erziping Visitor Center, and I followed the path to Anbu, the entrance of which was slightly hidden, next to a locked gate. There were endless steps down too, these were of the slippery kind and I had to turn off due a trail closure. It put me on the tarmac road, back steeply to the visitor center car-park.

The walk was done, my legs had had enough. It had been fun, and I’d certainly got the challenge I wanted. The 10km walk was finished after 4 hours and 35 minutes, which I felt it was quite a solid time.

I made my way to Yangmingshan Bus Terminal and made my way to home in Tainan. A fun day, and I can’t wait to bring my report from my next hike, hopefully this weekend!

Tom.

 

What is ‘home’? A look back on my time in the UK.

4 years and 58 days after leaving the UK, I finally boarded a plane back on Wednesday 19th December to a place I now felt unfamiliar with. I was temporarily leaving behind my job, a lot of friends and my apartment. It felt very strange.

To put things in context, when I left the UK initially, I had no idea how long I would be gone for. I had graduated about 3 1/2 months before and had been aimless, I wanted to find purpose and chose to teach English abroad. . Admittedly my first year wasn’t great, I got my TEFL and then had an unsuccessful 10 months in Thailand. Thankfully, things have worked out since and I’ve been living in Tainan, Taiwan comfortably for over 3 years.

I landed in Manchester and it felt instantly, like nothing had changed. It was probably just jet lag, the fact I hadn’t slept for the best part of 2 days. The cold didn’t even affect me, of course it was temporary and the first week was tougher than expected.

I think up until New Years Day, I was still getting used to things, whether it was the time or living around people again after living on my own for 4 years. Things changed after New Years Eve, and by the time it got to Sunday 6th January, I was comfortable in the UK. I was enjoying myself but it was time to go back and coming back to Taiwan was a lot harder than I expected it to be.


So what did I get up to then in the UK? Well, of course I wanted to do some traveling and after Christmas, I decided I wanted to do a few days out. I stumbled upon a useful train ticket, a North West Rover, allowing unlimited journeys around North West England for 4 in 8 days for £77.

So Friday 28th December, I left the house at 7am and got the bus into Stockport, to buy the North West Rover as it was only valid from there.  I headed over to Leeds via Manchester and I wanted to just ride around, take in the scenery. At Leeds, I had several options but after getting a baguette and coffee, decided to take the train to Carlisle via the famously scenic Settle and Carlisle line.

Beyond Skipton, it was scenic for a little while… before the fog rolled in and at Ribblehead there was absolutely nothing to see. It was unfortunate to miss the most scenic parts to fog, but as the train descended and headed north towards Kirkby Stephen, the fog cleared and the views were good.

 

The 2 hour 44 minute journey went fairly quickly and I got to Carlisle with 2 options, to either travel via the Cumbrian Coast to Barrow, or head down the West Coast Main Line. I hadn’t gone beyond Whitehaven on the Cumbrian Coast, so, opted for another long train journey, and took the 1411 train down to Barrow.

The first 40 minutes was dull but beyond Whitehaven, the scenery was a lot better. The sun started to set just before 4 but facing the west, we got a slight view of the sunset.

 

Back in Barrow, I had a 5 minute connection for my train to Preston which I made with no issues.  The journey back home went without issue, getting about 8:30.

The next day, Saturday 29th December I used my North West Rover for a second day in a row. This time it was for football. I used to watch a serious amount of football, but hadn’t been to a game since January 2017, generally I’ve found football in Taiwan to be disorganised, low-key and extremely boring.

I made the decision to tick off another of the 92, given that I’d most of the stadiums in the North West and Northern Rail were on strike, it left me with 1 option, Carlisle United v Macclesfield Town in League Two. How convenient eh? Well, it was either that or Queen of the South over the border in Scotland, both classic grounds with tonnes of terracing. I had pre-ordered a ticket on the Thursday and would pick it up at the stadium.

Same routine as the day before, bus to Stockport, train to Manchester then a direct train to Carlisle. Given Northern were on strike, the train was absolutely rammed full until Preston but fortunately I managed to get a seat.

I’d already seen the tourist sites in the city about 4 years ago, so it was straight down towards the ground where I watched the second half of Rangers v Celtic.

I picked up my ticket for the Paddock and went inside. The stadium was as classic as I expected, a big seated stand but with terraces at both ends, then the paddock, a terrace infront of a seated section. The game wasn’t a classic, it was a proverbial game of 2 halves. Macclesfield took an early lead before Carlisle equalised just before half time.

I had chance to get a pint of John Smiths then proceeded to freeze in the second half as the sun dropped and the game went stale. Carlisle pinched a late winner which was scarcely deserved. Final score, Carlisle United 2-1 Macclesfield Town.

 

 

Nothing to say about the trip back, except I had to wait in Stockport for 55 minutes for a bus home!

I did no more traveling until Thursday 3rd January, I used my North West Rover again to head down to Chester where I arrived about 11am in the morning. The last time I had been to Chester was 9th January 2010, a notoriously cold day, I would link the blog post but, apparently WordPress has eliminated that blog. It was equally as cold on this day, or at least it felt like it.

I walked into Chester City Centre and did a circuit around the city walls. The last time I had been, I went into the city centre directly and barely gone on the walls as they were dangerously slippery due to ice.

I spent about 2 hours this time in Chester, despite having not seen some of the things like the racecourse and the cathedral, there was a sense of seeing it all before. This feeling became even more apparent later in the afternoon.

Here are a few photos from my 2 hours in the city…

 

I moved on, and maybe my feelings about ‘seeing it all before’ were accentuated by the cold weather. I went into Liverpool, intending to have a few beers in the pubs but that didn’t happen.

I got off the train at Liverpool James Street and I just didn’t enjoy myself, I had a cold and it didn’t make things any easier.

I had a walk to the dockside, took a few photos but within an hour was on a train to Stockport and onwards home. I just couldn’t be bothered really. I did consider a mini pub crawl but, again, I wasn’t feeling it.

 

The last thing I really did was watch more football, this time Sheffield Wednesday v Luton Town on Saturday 5th January. I was born in Sheffield, grew up a Wednesday fan and it was a chance to go back and see my team in action.

I went with my Dad, and with the early kick off, it meant we’d be home before 4pm. It was nice to go back into Sheffield, and see how it had changed, the answer is a little, but not too much from what I could see.

The match was a damp squib, ending goalless. Here are a few photos from Hillsborough.

 


Moving on, what else did I do? I had a couple of walks. I was quite limited, both by fog which descended for roughly half of my days back in the UK and by broken laces!

My first walk was the same one as I done the day before I left the day back in 2014, Eccles Pike. Eccles Pike is a peak west of Chapel en le Frith (where I live(d)) in the UK which gives excellent views of the surrounding area. I had a walk up there on Christmas Eve. There was no fog and it was worth having a walk up there, as I’m sure you will agree…

 

The other walk I did was on New Years Day as I headed up onto Castle Naze and Combs Moss, high up the town to the south west. Without proper walking boots, and having set off at 12:45 I couldn’t go too far. Nonetheless, I had a good 3 hours or so and yet again, I’m sure you’ll agree the views were decent!

 


So I’ve covered what I did, what I saw. What else? There were quite a few other positives that I’m happy to talk about.

Food, in particular, home cooked food and the sheer variety of food available. It was so pleasant to go into a supermarket and be able to understand exactly what everything is. The food I had back in the UK was great, from breakfast food like crumpets, to evening meals such as stroganoff, moussaka, even just gammon, egg and chips. It was great to eat differently.

In Taiwan, my diet is different and doesn’t change too much. I eat a lot of fish in Taiwan but also more junk food, and certainly no breakfast. That leads me onto my next point…

Routine. Back in Taiwan, I’ve started going to bed at 10:30-11:00 most nights. Aside from Tuesdays/Thursdays where I have my nights out, I’m going to bed earlier and getting up earlier far more frequently. 2am used to be considered an early night in Taiwan. It certainly helped in the UK, there was absolutely no incentive to stay up late.

Beer. Yes, shops close by 10pm but the selection of ales is just something else and something I truly missed. Tonight as I go out, it will be Taiwan Beer. In the UK, I loved being able to choose from dozens of beers in the supermarket.


Negatives? The weather. I struggled after the first few days. Living in South East/East Asia for 4 years has meant getting used to temperatures in the high 20s/early 30s for much of the year. It doesn’t drop below 20C in the day very often, and we maybe get 40-50 days below 20C at night. In the UK, it never went above 7C. 4 years of never experiencing 8C or lower, that was tough, very tough and it impacted on my body.

I suppose another negative was knowing, that after going back after 4 years to see my family, that I would leaving again. It was difficult to leave, knowing I won’t be going for a while. I love my life in Taiwan, I could consider home, well it is. My job, friends, home, possessions but not my family.

You could just say, what is home? Is my life destined to remain abroad, or will I eventually go back? It’s a big question but not one for now, I want to consider thinking about.

That’s all for now.

Tom

Welcome to my 2019 blog…

The jet-lag has gone, and exactly a week after I landed back in Taiwan I have finally got myself straight.

My apartment is tidied, all my washing is done and my body feels back to normal. A follow up post will come later today, as I review my time in the UK. Since I came back, I’ve felt refreshed in the classroom but outside of that, my home life has felt a little more chaotic which was to be expected.

Anyway, this is it. The 2019 blog, my 11th year in a row blogging on WordPress. This was the first of many posts from 2019, let’s do this.’

Tom.