This is in the temple in Sangju.  The large drum you can see on the left side, looks a lot like the traditional Korean drums here, only a lot bigger.  The was a large dragon carving on the right side and the standard bell in the middle.  I have yet to hear one rung.  I think they are only for special occasions.

These are the small bells/chimes that were hung all around the temple.  Along with the chanting of the monks, they created a wonderfully relaxing melody. 

This was a beautiful tree just outside the temple.  You can see the benches on the right.  I'm guessing it's a wonderful place to sit and meditate in the summer.

There was gazebo type structure that was a little ways away from the temple, down one of the paths.  It had been maintained since the early 19th century and contained unique wood working designs.  I'm the only member of out troop who found it...everyone else missed it.  This is it's roof.  You could tell how old it was just by looking at the roof, but you can also imagine how amazing the rest of it was too look at too.

One of their courtyards, with small pagodas and nicely shoveled paths and lots of untouched snow.

These guys were across from the bicycle museum.  There were a bunch of different ones, but these were the best.  Beth thought they were great too.

Me riding a bike far too small for me in the museum.  You pedaled the tire and it moved a conveyer belt with a track...you just had to stay in the lines.  I was a machine...A MACHINE...when I wasn't banging my knees into the handle bars.

This field of carving is at the entrance to Hahoe.  Don't you ever get impulses to pose like this?  Ask Beth to show you her pose from the next day...children need not apply.

The many of the roofs in town werel thatched.  No matched please...sure it's smaller then London...but I'm sure it could burn just as easily.

Korean houses have in-floor heating, not central air.  Traditional houses were raised off of the ground, fire were lit under them to warm the house.

Here's one of the small streets in the town.  Some were a bit wider and wound through town, but these smaller ones were more feeder streets.  You also see the other traditional roofing styles, for the wealthier owners.

After giving up on an earlier brief search for the traditional play area, we just stumbled across it was we worked our way through town.  The swing was far to low for me sit on it, so attempted the kneeling approach.

The sun was setting as we walked along the edge of town.  And that's all that I have to say about that.

The entire time we were walking around town we could hear some strange music.  When we stopped to go the bathroom I discovered the source of the sounds.  A merry band of workers making music on a drums and pots.  It's the kind of thing Neil would have loved.  It was good too.  They stopped shortly after this picture, either I had really good timing to find them when I did, or the camera scared them away...but I don't think they noticed me at all.

After we got settled in our home for the night, I went alone on a walk of Hahoe by night.  I delayed for a while debating about how wise my thoughts of reentering the cold was, but I'm glad I did.  Although by the time I finally got the nerve to head out, the moon had climbed quite high in the night sky.

Our night in Hahoe, was the night before a full moon, so there was lots of light out, and great picture opportunities.  I didn't bring my tripod on the the trip.  I didn't think I would end up using it.  I ended up crouching or lying on the ground to get a stable position for the camera and still get the moon in view.

As I said, we stayed in a traditional house the night.  The doors were tiny...and the roof wasn't much over my head.  Beth and I both hit our heads once in the morning.  Me first, and her shortly after on her way out.

This huge statue of Buddha is over 12 meters tall.  It's just a short ways outside of Andong.  We took a taxi out, but waited for a bus back.  The head is a separate piece of stone, added to the body after the carving was completed.

There was a path up to a pagoda above and behind Jebiwan (the giant Buddha).  You can see the head over the cliff behind us.  I put my camera on the pagoda and set the timer going, but since the tree was hanging over the edge, I was a little slow getting into position.  We tried a second picture, but it was really windy and my camera got blown over and we decided to stop before my camera broke.

Back in Andong, after buying our train tickets we took a short walk to a traditional area and the largest and oldest brick pagoda in all of Korea.  The area actually wasn't that nice...a little dirty and ugly, but was neat to see.  There was a huge wall separating the area from the main highway.  You can see just a bit of the wall on the right.  We actually had more time then we thought, but we miss read our tickets, so we got back to the train station really early.

Beth was a little short to see over some of the walls to see what the signs were telling her about.  But with a full stretch, and the magic of her digital camera she was able to enjoy the view.  I also let her stand on my knee look over to see for herself, but she was really nervous about hurting me, so that didn't last long.  Just enough time to get a quick view and a better picture.