As the weather report suggested it was going to be a fine warm day Rich and I took the opportunity to head out of Taipei to the geo park on the Yehliu peninsula.
Although we were supposed to meet up with Laurie at Taipei Main station he felt that he needed to do some study so he bailed first thing in the morning. Luckily Gwilym had given us some pretty comprehensive instructions on how to get out there, even sending us us some screen shot images of the bus station.
Despite Gwilym’s instructions it took us a good forty minutes to locate the correct bus station as there are 3 big ones in the same area and the info we’d all got from the blog must have been out of date. The staff at the main bus station gave us a tiny map to find the right one which was a little way away but easy enough to get to. It was over a very big main road and the entire place was just bus stations and department stores. Not like the areas we’d been used to up till now.
We bought our bus tickets to Yehliu and boarded the bus which promptly arrived. The bus was decked out with TVs and pom pom curtains but as with all the public Taiwanese transport we’ve taken so far it was exceptionally clean with loads of leg room. It was so comfortable that after we’d left the main bit of the city I fell asleep.
The road climbed and climbed and was as windy as a race track or roller coaster. We arrived at Yeliu after about an hour and a half or so and headed down into a fishing village with harbour and big fishing trawlers moored up all very different to the style of boat you see in the UK. They were decked out with huge lights strung all the way along the boat, 3 deep to draw out the fish and squid I presume. They must be incredibly bright when on. The were also different styles of flags.
Following the road around to the geo park we were faced with a car park full of tour coaches which rather made my heart sink. We certainly did not have the park to ourselves. It was just 80NT to get in and the sky was getting brighter so I did not dwell on the crowds.
The rocks formations are ancient, 6million years old and are formed from the different types of rock eroding at different rates. The shapes which are left are unlike anything I’ve seen before with honeycomb, mushroom, pothole, billiard ball and long smooth platforms all around. The mushroom shaped rocks are everyone’s favourite and they have been named, much like the tors on Dartmoor, after the shapes they resemble. There is the Queen’s Head and the Tofu rocks for example. I ignored the twee names and just pretended I was on the moon (with 500 other people).