Die kleine Jizo Stat­ue am Pine Moun­tain Bud­dhist Tem­ple ste­ht vor meinem Zuhause für die ersten Tage mein­er Reise,

Ich hat­te noch nie etwas über Jizō gehört. Er ist der Bod­hisatt­va, der die See­len auf ihrem Weg in die Unter­welt begleit­et. Jizō ist tra­di­tionell der Schutz­gott der Kinder, ins­beson­dere der Kinder, die vor ihren Eltern ster­ben. Früher reis­ten die Samu­rai mit ihren Fam­i­lien häu­fig umher, die Frauen ver­loren oft ihre Kinder, und die kleinen Stat­uen wur­den zum Gedenken an diese am Straßen­rand aufgestellt.

Seit den 1980er Jahren wird er auch als Wächter der See­len von Tot­ge­bore­nen, Fehlge­burten und abgetriebe­nen Föten verehrt. Als Bod­hisatt­va des Über­gangs ist er auch der­jenige, der alle Reisenden schützt.

Gibt es etwas Schöneres, als mit so einem Zeichen seine Reise zu beginnen?

I start my trav­el with the Bod­dhisat­va Jizo who is tak­ing care of chil­dren who went before the par­ents but also tak­ing care of travellers.

2011usa_3-0181He accom­pa­nies the kids who passed away far too ear­ly in their way on the oth­er side. So he is a sort of a trav­el com­pan­ion. In Japan (and Jizo is his Japan name) the Samu­rai had to trav­el a lot and their women lost babies on that trav­el. Jizo stat­ues were found on these old roads. They were giv­en to these babies to take care of them. For now he will take care of me on my travel.

What a nice coincidence!

I am on a lonely road too

I heard it in the train leav­ing my home and I had to think that I will be on a lone­ly road next Sun­day. This ver­sion just fas­ci­nates me because of all the irreg­u­lar­i­ties. How touching 🙂

There are oth­er live record­ings on Youtube. What a dif­fi­cult deci­sion which I should use! I have no idea when I will be at the inter­net,  so I pre­pared for you earlier.

I leave Pine Moun­tain on Sun­day going west along the San Andreas Fault to San­ta Barbara.

Where will I go

PACIFIC — I think this is clear.

After check­ing all the dif­fer­ent and beau­ti­ful pos­si­bil­i­ties, I had to decide that I can’t see all I want. I think it is good that alwas some desire stay. So Ari­zona and Utah have to wait.

As I was in Cal­i­for­nia before I want to see some of the places I was before but also some new one. I had­n’t seen the moun­tains close to LA and this will be the first step. Fol­lowed by the Chan­nel Island. The rest will be the joy ouf Route 1. Mon­terey and the Mon­terey Bay Aquar­i­um. The last vis­it of my mem­o­ries will be Muir Woods.
That was the most north­ern part of Cal­i­for­nia I vis­it­ed 15 years ago.

Now the adven­ture starts. And it is not fixed because one part will be along the coast­line and anoth­er part will be the vul­canic Nation­al Parks which are close but not to close. If I was able to change the trip, I would have planned a round trip which one part goes up the coast and the oth­er goes down along the Cas­cade Range which is a result of the Ring of fire around the Pacif­ic. As I will go in one direc­tion, it will be more of a zigzag-tour.

I could read now:
“Park Roads are Closed
The Lassen Nation­al Park High­way through the park is closed due to snow cov­er­age. Road crews are cur­rent­ly work­ing on clear­ing the snow.”

There­fore I stay open to what will come.

But the high­light will be the end for me and it is still flex­i­ble: the North. The Olympic Nation­al Park with its mod­er­ate rain for­est mmmmhhhhhh.

Final­ly Van­cou­ver Island — an island which was said lays at the end of the world.
Trav­el­ling to the dif­fer­ent ends of the world is one of my big dreams. There are so many places peo­ple call the end and some­how it is nev­er the end. Maybe it is the beginning.


a taste of a memory

There was a time when films could destroy a bunch of mem­o­ries or .….… made them more magic.

It is about 15 years ago when I vis­it­ed Cal­i­for­nia. In Los Ange­les the film of my cam­era cov­ered every­thing in blue and gave all pic­tures a mys­tic atmos­phere. It was a morn­ing at venice beach and I did­n’t see any of these blonds with the red bathing cos­tumes. There was just this man med­i­tat­ing in the mid­dle of the fresh­ly plain beach. In the back you can see the cab­in of the life-guards but also the smog of the city. Some of the expe­ri­ences at that time set the seeds to come again. The Pacif­ic was one of them.

Final­ly I have a room in LA. That’s a per­fect start, isn’t it?

Photos from the North

Just some impres­sions… I am too tired to write about it. But as you will see there was water and the one who know me bet­ter know what water is for me.

more photos

As I had to stay anoth­er night in a city (it’s Perth and it’s the way we are used to sum­mer time) although it does­n’t feel hot any­more after the past weeks (it’s 30°), so I could check some oth­er pho­tos. Now I will leave to oth­er Nation­al­parks and enjoy the silence and peace there.

Northern Territory

Northern Territory Flag
North­ern Territory

Past days were relax­ing. When I went with the Ghan up to Dar­win we had a whis­tle stop at Kather­ine and I vis­it­ed the Gorge there. I got the first idea of wet heat. My nose became hap­py while she hurt like in office with the dry. But instead of freez­ing my nose got an idea of heat and dry air. Now she start­ed to jubi­late and felt real­ly relaxed. Sat­ur­day I was lazy and it was rain­ing so I did­n’t even need an excuse to stay in bed. On Sun­day I went to Litch­field Nation­al­park and saw some beau­ti­ful water­falls and weath­er was bless­ing good. The rain was on my side and it rained when I was in bus. On Mon­day — anoth­er day of rest — I could still enjoy the rain. You know the won­der­ful warm rain in sum­mer… And I have been told the peo­ple here also dance when it starts to rain. But can you remem­ber the heavy rain we had in Vien­na 2 years ago and this rain just last 20 min­utes. That’s the way it rains hear for hours. 2 days ago a boy was drown in a creek.

Yes­ter­day we had heavy rain when we drove back home. Our guide was wor­ried if we could cross a spe­cial point because if it was­n’t pos­si­ble we would have need­ed to take a detour of 800 km. It was­n’t the depth of the water but the drift that let the bus swim. This is why peo­ple drown. But I also read in the news­pa­per that the human remains which were found when I was at Ulu­ru belonged to a young man who was missed since Novem­ber. He must have died of thirst. The oth­er extreme …

It can be ter­ri­bly hot when the humid­i­ty is up to the 90% and heat 36 degree it feels ter­ri­ble told me a guy who is born in Darwin.

On Tues­day we were at Kakadu Nation­al­park and I could see these paint­ings at Nourlang­ie.
It was amaz­ing. I was lucky to take lot of pho­tos there and you will see them soon­er or later.
I will leave to Perth and then we see when you get the next information.