A Walk Through Ulsan Grand Park
On a day filled with the rich fragrance of acacia, I set out for a stroll at Ulsan Grand Park, starting from the Sky Bridge on the Solmaru Trail, section 2.
This path, which follows the ridge, felt like a sentence written over time by both people and nature.
As I passed the Munsu Stadium and approached the city of Ulsan, a grand overpass came into view.
The Sky Bridge on the Solmaru Trail is a remarkable sight.
The first line of my journey began at the Sky Bridge next to the Ulsan Health and Environment Research Institute in Okdong, Nam-gu.
I climbed the steep wooden steps towards the serene Solmaru Fortress Gate.
Upon reaching the entrance resembling a fortress gate, I turned back and gazed at the Sky Bridge, which appeared to float in the air.
Looking down from the bridge, cars sped by below, while I crossed slowly above. The worlds of speed and slowness overlapped in one scene.
This Sky Bridge served as a present continuous passage into another landscape.
After ascending a ridge, I found a quiet, narrow path. Suddenly, the sky and acacia blossoms brightened my heart.
In that moment, the instinct of wandering, which is part of humanity's DNA, awakened within me. I began walking as a voluntary nomad, embracing nature and healing in a Möbius strip of experience.
I felt the atmosphere of true freedom, a sense of order amidst chaos. Each spot where the wind brushed past caused the pine needles to sway.
The expansive mountain path stretched out invitingly, as if created by the flow of people and nature. The rich scent of May acacia filled the air, and the sunlight warmed the atmosphere like summer.
The soil and stones beneath my feet created a gentle rhythm, adding strength to my steps. Walking felt like an invitation to the festival of May.
The sensations passing through the scenery responded to the fragrant acacia, while my steps moved forward, my heart opened outward yet deepened inward.
I exchanged silent glances with fellow walkers, a brief moment filled with a quiet understanding that did not disturb each other's time.
As I crossed the overpass, vehicles entering and exiting the tunnel appeared as tiny toys. Walking gently nudged me away from the center of daily life, allowing me to observe from the edges.
The path naturally led to Ulsan Grand Park. As I descended from the bridge, the mountain's contours relaxed, transforming into a broad plain.
Ulsan Grand Park, where trees and facilities harmonize, looked like a narrative being rewritten by the city. Once marked by its industrial capital image, Ulsan was now penning a different story.
Ulsan Grand Park is a living narrative showcasing the coexistence of industry and nature.
Upon entering the park, the scenery shifted like scenes from a picture book. The unique stones of the rock garden and the lotus sculptures in the lake offered a profound reading experience.
In the rose garden, preparations were underway for a festival from May 20 to 25, creating a buzz of activity.
The grand ecological travel building and the kids' theme peak building stood in silence, enjoying the spaciousness after the children had left.
The playground too was enveloped in tranquility. Once the date changes, children will crowd the area, and with their laughter, new lines will be added to the story.
I continued over the hill towards the west gate, where a wide lake and rabbit sculptures evoked childhood memories.
A windmill, slowly turning with the breeze, stood as a symbol. Once a symbol of industry, it now represented a sign of rest, revealing time metaphorically.
Passing the Ulsan Grand Park commemorative tower, the view from the tiger paw terrace was a work of art, penetrating my heart like a masterpiece from memory.
On the lake, ducks and carps swam gracefully, their scales shimmering gently in the sunlight.
My eyes feasted on the unfolding spectacle, a landscape so magnificent it left me speechless, despite my attempts to express it.
I entered a path lined with acacia flowers, where the blossoms harmonized to create a spring symphony.
As the wind brushed by, petals scattered, singing the harmony of spring. I walked while listening to that song, perhaps absorbing a melody unheard.
Standing before the Memorial Tower, the air settled once more. The fluttering national flag and the displayed aircraft and trolley transformed time into a different texture.
This exhibition space was a place where memories lingered. My steps naturally slowed, and I took a moment to catch my breath.
Upon entering the Metasequoia path, I felt a renewed sense of breath. The light filtering through the straight trees gently filled the path.
The wind brushed the leaves, leaving sounds that slowly seeped into me, a moment of communication with nature.
As I passed the nature learning center and stood by the pond, I saw the Ulsan Great Bell, standing 4 meters tall and weighing 20.12 tons. Though it did not ring, it already held a resonance within.
The carvings of whales, the Choryeong dance, the Taehwa River, and industrial towers spoke of the passage of time.
Exhibition pieces depicting forced laborers from the Japanese colonial period and the statue of the Peace Girl gathered past, present, and future in one place.
Thus, my walk was gradually approaching its end. In front of this path, the word 'end' felt distant.
Upon reaching the east gate of Ulsan Grand Park, a long sentence was completed, but it is a sentence that will soon be rewritten. Visitors are the readers of this narrative, each remembering a line within it.
Each person draws out a brush from within, painting with the spirit of acacia flowers and trees. Many citizens out for a walk were enjoying the charm of spring.
My reading was immersed in the enchanting beauty of the flowers. As I left the park, I felt like I was a flower today.
Source :https://blog.naver.com/ulsan_nuri/224277386797
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