Despite having lived in a climate of perpetual summer all my life, I find the rays of the Korean sun shockingly brutal. I go from cream to brown within a few days of setting foot in the country. Even if it's winter.
The sun beat down upon us as we climbed a slope with zero tree cover. I was ready to give up on locating the dumb tree when Charlotte pointed out that the tree in front (on the left in the first picture below) looked plenty like it.
We turned to head downhill towards the viewing point, and stopped along the way to help repopulate some dandelions.