Getting siphoned is, well basically the term we use for getting lost.
Psychologically the word siphon implies that the trail itself is slightly to blame, and it sort of softens the blow somewhat, allowing you to deal with the situation without completely losing it!
Typically on the Daegan, a siphon will progress as follows.
1) Looking through the guide book multiple times, you fool yourself that you've memorised all the names of the day's various san's, bong's, ryeongs and bawi's and locked in the course.
2) Charge up a mountain with head down, completely absorbed in some form of mental anguish.
3) Slowly notice that the path beneath your feet has changed from a wide, well-used track to a more overgrown, narrower affair. typically heading downhill - fast.
4) Convince yourself that you "can't have gone wrong", push aside the growing unease creeping into your head-space and refuse to acknowledge the possibility that you've fucked it up, mainly because you've just dropped 300 m altitude close to vertical in nature and can't quite come to terms with the fact that you may have to turn around,
5) Eventually you voice your opinion to whoever is closest, 'what do ya reckon?'. Usually this person is within shouting distance, but depending on the day, may be spaced at least 1km away, in Ki-Jun's case he may not even be on the same san! Anyway, equally uneasy but also having blocked out the possibility of a siphon, the person will keep following the trail.
6) The inevitable occurs - formal acknowledgement of the siphon is admitted. "We're on the wrong trail" You mother f#%^%. you mo-tha-urrggggggggghhhhhhhh!! What follows is an evil outpouring of rage and an all-round general rant.
7) Now the grieving process, which can last sometime depending on the nature of the siphon. This stage is highly dependent on gwaja, namely the amount at your disposal. A chocolate bar will definitely help ease the pain and decrease the time spent stubbornly contemplating the lost time, energy and recalculating your days hiking and possibly life.
7) Having gotten over this blow to your ego, made your peace with the Sanshin (mountain spirit) and demolished all gwaja at your disposal, you begin the slow grind back up to the ridge, note where you went wrong, comfortably share the blame with the poor signage and in the words of S.N. Goenka..... staarrrt again.....
Psychologically the word siphon implies that the trail itself is slightly to blame, and it sort of softens the blow somewhat, allowing you to deal with the situation without completely losing it!
Typically on the Daegan, a siphon will progress as follows.
1) Looking through the guide book multiple times, you fool yourself that you've memorised all the names of the day's various san's, bong's, ryeongs and bawi's and locked in the course.
2) Charge up a mountain with head down, completely absorbed in some form of mental anguish.
3) Slowly notice that the path beneath your feet has changed from a wide, well-used track to a more overgrown, narrower affair. typically heading downhill - fast.
4) Convince yourself that you "can't have gone wrong", push aside the growing unease creeping into your head-space and refuse to acknowledge the possibility that you've fucked it up, mainly because you've just dropped 300 m altitude close to vertical in nature and can't quite come to terms with the fact that you may have to turn around,
5) Eventually you voice your opinion to whoever is closest, 'what do ya reckon?'. Usually this person is within shouting distance, but depending on the day, may be spaced at least 1km away, in Ki-Jun's case he may not even be on the same san! Anyway, equally uneasy but also having blocked out the possibility of a siphon, the person will keep following the trail.
6) The inevitable occurs - formal acknowledgement of the siphon is admitted. "We're on the wrong trail" You mother f#%^%. you mo-tha-urrggggggggghhhhhhhh!! What follows is an evil outpouring of rage and an all-round general rant.
7) Now the grieving process, which can last sometime depending on the nature of the siphon. This stage is highly dependent on gwaja, namely the amount at your disposal. A chocolate bar will definitely help ease the pain and decrease the time spent stubbornly contemplating the lost time, energy and recalculating your days hiking and possibly life.
7) Having gotten over this blow to your ego, made your peace with the Sanshin (mountain spirit) and demolished all gwaja at your disposal, you begin the slow grind back up to the ridge, note where you went wrong, comfortably share the blame with the poor signage and in the words of S.N. Goenka..... staarrrt again.....
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