NYTimes.com: Earthly dream is realized in the rain forest

An Arti­cle about my trav­el in THE NEW YORK TIMES! I nev­er thought that this would ever happen.

I should have told Bill that I want to write small books about the earth and it’s won­der (and he should hear me gig­gle now. It was noth­ing he got to hear 🙂


Out Here | Hoh Rain For­est, Wash.: Earth­ly Dream Is Real­ized in the Rain Forest 


Big Spruce Tree
Big Spruce Tree

The beau­ty here is not nec­es­sar­i­ly for every­one. Pound­ed by up to 170 inch­es of pre­cip­i­ta­tion each year, these grand old woods are wet­ter and gray­er and gloomi­er than most. Then again, not every sum­mer trav­el­er seeks sunshine.

I want to under­stand Earth,” said Ruth Lot­ter, inter­rupt­ed while focus­ing her cam­era on one par­tic­u­lar­ly large and dex­ter­ous root sup­port­ing a big spruce tree.

The mix of mys­ti­cal and triv­ial makes Ms. Lot­ter gig­gle, and she gig­gles well. She is 49 and Aus­tri­an and she likes the road. She fell in love with the Cal­i­for­nia Red­woods 15 years ago and is cer­tain she was trans­formed by a trip to study stro­ma­to­lites — ancient rock struc­tures that form in shal­low water — in Aus­tralia two years ago. She also had a remark­able moment near here this sum­mer. She was at Cape Flat­tery, the north­west­ern-most point in the con­tigu­ous Unit­ed States, and she had been wor­ry­ing about being sad. Then she decid­ed to stop worrying.

I real­ized, ‘When I’m sad, be sad.’ And in that moment, I was happy.”

That got her gig­gling again.

It was rain­ing as she spoke. “It’s fun­ny that it’s rain­ing in the rain for­est,” she said.

The real thing is the real thing,” she said. “The more I under­stand Earth, the more I’m impressed.” WILLIAM YARDLEY

Copy­right 2011 The New York Times Company

Read the com­plete sto­ry in the New York Times!


Rain forest in Washington (state)

Und wie war das Wet­ter im mod­er­at­en Regen­wald? Es hat gereg­net, während in Öster­re­ich alle über die Hitze jam­merten. Wieder ein Wald, wie ich ihn noch nie zuvor gese­hen hat­te. Meine Sehn­sucht ist immer noch da, ich bin ver­liebt in den äußer­sten Nord­west­en der USA. Da kön­nen auch die Vam­pire von Twi­light nichts ändern. Von denen erfuhr ich erst spät, den Film sah ich erst Monate nach mein­er Rück­kehr und war ent­täuscht, wie wenig er den Reiz und die Fasz­i­na­tion, die ich emp­fand, fes­thal­ten kon­nte. Forks ist winzig, ger­ade mal ein wenig 3000 Ein­wohn­er, aber zen­traler Ort im Olympic Nation­al Park, der die Penin­su­la west­lich von Seat­tle bildet. Aber da gibt es nun Twi­light Apart­ments, Twi­light Din­ner, Twi­light Motels… Aber das Wet­ter, jet­zt mit­ten im Som­mer, erin­nert mehr an unseren Herb­st. Und den­noch, ich bin ver­liebt in die Wälder und die wun­der­baren Küsten.

Cape Flattery

Was hat James Cook nicht ent­deckt? Nur weniges… 🙂

Als er am 22.3 1778 hier vor­beikam, schrieb er “… there appeared to be a small open­ing which flat­tered us with the hopes of find­ing an har­bor … On this account I called the point of land to the north of it Cape Flattery.”

So sieht es also am äußer­sten Ende aus. Schön, oder?
Ich habe es genossen, eine Stunde da draussen zu sitzen.
und… ein erster Blick auf Kana­da… soon I’ll be there.