Unser Leben in der Externalisierungsgesellschaft

Note: The following post is a review of a german book, so it will be also in german.

Sind Mitfahrgelegenheiten nicht was tolles? Für eine bestimmten Zeitraum sich mit einer fremde Personen über Geschichten, Meinungen, Interesse etc. austauschen.
Ich erfuhr von einer Person wie Sie Ihr Leben umkrempelte nachdem Sie vom Krebs geheilt wurde, eine andere erzählte mir von Ihrer Reise aus Sri Lanka, von der Sie gerade zurückkam und nun auf dem Weg zu Ihren Eltern ist. Und eine weitere empfehlet mir diese Buch, nach einem Gespräch über unser heutiges Gesellschaftsbild.

Na dann versuche ich mich mal an einer Zusammenfassung von diesem besagten Buch: Neben uns die Sintflut von Stephan Lessenich.

Es ist uns hoffentlich allen klar, dass wir ein Gutes Leben und einen hohen Wohlstand in Europa haben. Was ich mir denke wenn Menschen von einem Lottogewinn hoffen ist, dass wir durch die Geburt hier bereits das große Los gezogen haben. Doch sollte uns auch folgendes im klaren sein. Im klaren wie wir (im Buch wird vom Globalen Norden geschrieben) dazu kamen und auch das dadurch die Anderen (der globale Süden) dafür hinhalten müssen. Ressourcen werden von außen bezogen oder wir holen uns Arbeitskraft für Dienstleistungen, die keiner von uns machen möchte.

Ein Beispiel: Das viele Futter für unsere gewaltige Tierzucht wird natürlich nicht in D angebaut, sondern wird zu meinst aus Argentinien bezogen, wo “[…]  mehr als 20 Millionen Hektar Ackerland – fast zwei Drittel der fruchtbaren Fläche de Landes, ein Gebiet von der Größe Großbritanniens oder Rumäniens – mit Sojapflanzen bedeckt ist.”,¹  schreibt Stephan Lessenich in seinem Buch. Weitere Beispiele von Shrimps Import, Palmöl Herstellung und Sand Handel folgen.

Und das alles ohne Risiken oder Nebenwirkungen? Schön wäre es. Bauern wird das Land abgenommen, um Platz für die großen Unternehmen zu machen. Ohne Arbeit und der Flucht in die Großstädte verarmen sie dort. Und für uns? Alles okay? Das oben beschrieben Soja ist beispielsweise schon lange kein natürliches Soja, sondern bereits Gen modifiziert und mit dem letztens so bekämpfen Glyphosat behandelt. Na dann Mahlzeit.

Aber das ist nicht alles, wie die Flüchtlingskrise, die schön versucht wird, an der außeneuropäischen Grenze abzublocken. Dies und vieles mehr wird sachlich und präzise beschrieben.

Einiges ist uns sicher auch selbst bewusst und der Autor schafft es in den 199 einen selbst zum Nachdenken anzuregen. Dies ist, was mir auch gut gefällt, man wird angeregt sich selbst eine Meinung zu bilden und was man damit anfängt/dagegen machen will. Mehr und nicht weniger ist auch sein Ziel:

“Es ging hier nicht darum, dem System oder den Leuten moralisches Versagen vorzuwerfen, der Externalisierungsgesellschaft die Leviten zu lesen […]. Eine kritische Sozialwissenschaft hingegen geht anders vor. Sie nutzt den Zeigefinger zum Zeigen und nicht zu Mahnen. Sie verweist auf Macht und Herrschaft statt auf Moral und Gewissen, benennt strukturelle Bedingungen statt ethischer Prinzipien, stellt die Selverständlichkeit von Alltagspraktiken bloß und nicht die Empathiefähigkeiten der Handelten in Frage.”¹

Ist es moralisch das es uns egal ist, was auf der anderen Seite der Welt aufgrund unserem Wohlstand und dem globalen Kapitalismus passiert? Sicherlich nicht. Aber, es passiert leicht sich im Meer von Angeboten von Coffee-2-Go Bechern zu verlieren.
Ich nehme mich selbst auch nicht raus, aus dieser endlos langen Kette von Einflüssen auf die Umwelt und den Mitmenschen. Jedoch kann man seinen Anteil mit Anpassungen extrem reduzieren und das ist auch unsere Pflicht. Schließlich haben wir ja auch das große Los gezogen.

¹Lessenich, Stephan: Neben uns die Sintflut, Die Externalisierungsgesellschaft und Ihr Preis, München, 2016

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Becoming the wisest myself

A big chunk I am working the past days on myself is, why have I lived my life how I did. Why have I taken big decisions, which were the reasons and importantly: with no regrets.

For example: with 16, I had to decide after finishing “pre high school” between the following fields: Engineering, Economy or Social type of education. Those would be also the decisions for my major in college (at that time, it never came to my mind that I still could do what i want).
So, I choose Engineering and then, if I will be accepted, study a field of engineering.

Why?

  • I could earn a degree in a field which usually has a high demand
  • I would earn enough money to buy things etc
  • I had a decent interest in engineering (I felt always in the wrong place when fellow students talked all the time about cars because I never had really the interest in them, thats why I also choose aviation engineering)
  • My big brother studied aviation engineering
  • I would live in a big city (Munich), live the city life, party, consumer (things) etc.

Still, it is hard to recall all the thoughts/feelings but those were the main ones but more and less, i choose it out of reasons which were taught me by society. Job, Safety, Money, House, Car and more Things

But I see in that still a way, which is not wrong because it lead me to where I am now and to the person I am right now in this moment. Reflecting the past, learning from it in the present and to use what I learned in the future. This will help me, to select my paths I am taking.

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“And so we return, once again, to the essential question: How do we select a path through life? Which turns should we take? To what end?
To be able that questions, deftly and with foresight, is what we mean when we say someone is wise. Wisdom, not intelligence, not cleverness, not even moral goddess, but wisdom is what guides us through the unknown. Perhaps the word wisdom sounds horas to your ear. (Indeed, it does to mine)”

From “On trails” by Robert Moor Page 329

There is never an end to achieve wisdom. There is no measure, no rating, not the wisest person but there is the wisest yourself, which you can by learning constantly being aware of yourself.

Having read the book, I also found this piece about ancient wisdom. When talking about wisdom, the stoics were a group of people, who are mostly know for it. On this link above, you will find for example this:

“What the Stoics are saying is so much of what worries us are things that we have no control over. If I’m doing something tomorrow and I’m worried about it raining and ruining it, no amount of me stressing about it is going to change whether it rains or not. The Stoics are saying, “Not only are you going to be happier if you can make the distinction between what you can change and can’t change but if you focus your energy exclusively on what you can change, you’re going to be a lot more productive and effective as well.”

A lot what I read on this piece is already what I practice in my daily mediations. Looking forward to the day, reflecting what happened and being grateful (this Christmas, I gave all of my family a gratitude dairy as an additional present). Those are just short but meaningful practices, which helped me becoming more aware of my life and, for now, the wisest myself.

2017

Hello my friend!

I know, its been a bit quiet on my blog but I already achieved my new year resolution and updated my blog with my latest tours!!! (Ok kidding, I dont really do resolution but one more thing is checked on my to do list 🙂

In the Europe Section, I wrote about my first Alpine Tours in the Alps with my buddy Lars, who I met on the PCT 2016. He came back from Australia to study just 1,5h away from where I live and we have big plans for 2018, as long he has not to learn or I to work.

My big trip this year was first to California for a week, to attend to a wedding of Alex (a college friend from) and his lovely, now wife, Heather. I also took some time to meet up with Morning Glory, who hiked with me the last two month on the PCT.

After that, I flew down south until Cusco, Peru. My first trip to South America. And it gets better. Thanks to facebook (one of the only good thing about it), one of the Spork Brothers (I you dont know what I mean, read this) Matt came from Canada to join me. Sadly, Fabien was able to come as well, but he was with us in our minds.

We hiked to multi day trips, the Santa Teresa Trek to Machu Picchu and the Ausangate Circuit. Both you can find in the Peru section, which is in Englisch and German!

and thats it… with the adventures, the activities, with what I show to the outside,
but not anymore.. because thats not all what happened.

2017 was a mixed year. It was a tough year as well. After coming back home, I thought I had found all the answers to my question but I was so naive. I blinded myself with what the next step have to been instead of just to listen to myself, my mind, my hearth. The outdoors gave me so much, the fresh air, feeling the wind on my skin, hearing all kind of natural sounds and I thought, going back to a normal live in a more outdoor area will be the answer.

I quickly fall into all patterns, buying stuff I REALLY DONT NEED, just make living nicer and not better. One quote stuck in my mind: “The best things in life are not things”. I lost control and slowly gained it back over the end of the year. The summer came and I spent a lot of time outside, what on the good side made me really happy but also on the down side distracted me of my deeper feelings, that I lost the balance of enjoying the life but also listen to my inner me.

It is hard, because for now, I can only move forward, grow, learn when I am by myself. Thats how I solved everything so far, doing it by myself. Never asking for help. I did it this way, because I thought I become more self-reliant. Yes, I learn how to take care of myself, plan hike camp organize and I tried to solve my inner problems and thoughts by myself. Also, how can somebody else help me if I don’t understand it myself? Stupid me…

I am so scared of speaking out but since the past month I understood that we can only help each other by talking to each other. I am scared of whats behind the next hill on my trail thats called life. I am scared to act. I am scared to disappointed those who I love. I am scared being myself because to the reaction of others. I am scared of not having said something and missing the opportunity.  I act so independent to the outside, that even my family didn’t realized how unstable I am in the inside.

I mentioned talking to each other before but how do we talk now to each other. In short sentences, on a phone, laptop, something unnatural. I know, I love it to be in contact with friends all over the world, share a quick picture or that be we aren’t talking deep with each other anymore. I thank you from the bottom of my heart for your thoughts and comments but I just can’t give any answers on this topic in the comments. but if you want to talk via phone, Skype or email, just talk about thoughts and feelings, I will take all the time we need.

love, sebastian

 

2 Day Hike at Walsertal

Dear friend, this post will be in German since I am describing a trail in german speaking area. If you’re interested about that tour or hiking information around this area, feel free to contact me via email. I am happy to help you out 🙂

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Die Nacht zuvor habe ich mich in Bludenz mit Freunden getroffen. Da der Startpunkt der Wanderung in der Nähe war und ich nicht 50km nach hause und am nächsten morgen wieder hinfahren wollte, hab ich auf einem Skilift Parkplatz im Auto geschlafen.
In Neuseeland hatte ich das gleiche Automodell und habe 3 Monate im Auto gelebt. Dies war sicher auch einer der Gründe warum ich mich wieder das Modell entschieden habe  🙂

Ich wachte am Morgen gegen 5:30 auf und machte mich gleich auf den Weg nach Buchboden, von wo aus die Tour startet. Noch schnell einen Café beim Bäcker, Frühstück was ich vorbereitet hatte essen und los gehts!

Ich muss zugeben, der erste Kilometer viel recht schwer, da er auch recht steil war aber ich war einfach nur glücklich zu wandern und in der Natur zu sein. Wie auch auf dem PCT letztes Jahr, hatte ich Glück mit dem Wetter. Ein Hagelsturm ging in der Nacht durch das Tal aber als ich los ging war der schon weg. Die ersten 10km ging es Richtung Biberacher Hütte auf knapp 1800m auf Wege durch Wald, Gebüsch, Hohes Gras und Weidenfelder. Alles war dabei und dazu die Aussicht über das gesamte Tal.

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Ich kam immer besser in den Tritt und ich merke wie sich meine Beine an die Anstrengung erinnerten: my hiker legs are back 😁
Nach knapp 3:15h hab ich es auf die Hütte geschafft und bestellte erstmal eine heiße Schokolade, es war schon frisch draußen daher wollte ich einfach was warmes! Die Besitzer sind recht jung und sehr freundlich, ich habe auch später von anderen gehört das es sehr schön sein soll, dort zu übernachten. Ich sprach mit der Besitzerin über den Klettersteig über die Braunarlspitze, die höhere und anspruchsvollere Route zur Göppinger Hütte. Ihre Empfehlung war die niedriger gelegene Route zu nehmen. Ich hatte kurz überlegt ihren Rat zu folgen aber der Abenteuerer in mir und das besser werdend Wetter hat mir keine andere Wahl gelassen, die höhere Routen zu nehmen. (Ich muss auch noch hinzufügen, dass man solche Entscheidung immer selbst treffen sollte auf Basis seiner Erfahrung. Da ich schon einige Kilometer hinter mir habe und auch in schwierigen Bedingungen nicht panisch werde sondern noch konzentrierter, habe ich meine Entscheidung sehr gut überlegt 🙂

Der Weg zum Steig hat mich auf weiter positiv gestimmt, da die Sonne mehrmals rauskam und ab der Kreuzung bot sich auch eine beeindruckende Aussicht.

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Die erste Hälfte vom Steig war leicht zu gehen, die Steine waren trocken, kein Schnee und ein sicherer weg. Ein paar Bergziegen waren auch Vorort 😉
Der zweite Teil war schon anspruchsvoller. Meisten Teile des Weges waren Schnee bedeckt und hatte einen schwerere Tritt.

Es war jedoch nicht mehr weit und ich merke wie es wärmer wurde, die Wolkendecke über mich sich immer mehr lichtete und das sah ich schon bei Sonnenschein das Gipfelkreuz.  Unter mir erstreckte sich das gesamte Gadental und ich fühlte mich einfach glücklich. Glücklich über das erreichen des Gipfels, der Aussicht, der Anstrengungen. Einfach wieder dieses Gefühl vom wandern, der Verbundenheit zur Natur und den Elementen.

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Ich sah das es auch langsam anfing zuzuziehen und begann mit dem Abstieg. Nach einer Stunde fing es dann auch zum regnen an aber das konnte mir gleich seines sich schon an der Hütte ankam 🙂

Ich checke ein, bezog mein Zimmer und musste mich erstmal hinlegen. Ich merkte die Anstrengung und mein Körper brauchte eine Pause.

Gegen 18uhr wachte ich zu läuten Gespräch von der Stube unter mir auf, da auch die meisten Wanderer die übernachten da waren und die ersten Runden Bier fließen.

Ich war der einzige der sich kein Abendessen bestellt hat und hab mein Essen in einem extra für Selbstversorger gedachten Raum zubereitet. Es ist meine erste Nacht auf einer Alpenvereinhütte und ich muss sagen, ich bin etwas überrascht. Ich bin durch meine Übernachtungen ein anderes Bild vom Hüttenleben und die Alpenvereinshütten sind schon sehr geregelt, Deutschland halt. Es sind auch nur Touristen und keine einmischen über Nacht, was die ganze Stimmung auch etwas bestimmt. Es hat aber nicht lange gedauert, dass nach dem Essen welche rübergekommen sind, um auch etwas Ruhe zu haben und ich konnte mich gut unterhalten mit zwei Damen unterhalten 🙂

Jetzt ist es 21uhr und ich merke wie ich auch langsam müde werde aufgrund des Tages, auch ein schöner Nebeneffekt 😉

Tag 2: Ich stand um 6Uhr auf und packte meine Sachen schonmal zusammen. Ich habe mir am Abend zuvor 1,5L kalt und 1L warmes Wasser bestellt (ja, leider kein kostenloses Wasser) um was für mein Frühstück zu haben und auf dem Weg. Frühstück gibt es erst ab 7Uhr aber warmes Wasser habe ich trotzdem schon bekommen können.
Als ich fertig war und bereit zum losgehen war, kamen die ersten anderen Wanderer runter für Ihr Frühstück. Ich verabschiedete mich von den beiden netten Ü25 Damen (Insider 😉 und ging raus in das kalte nasse Wetter.
Auf dem PCT hat mich der Washington Abschnitt sehr an die heimischen Alpen erinnert, viel grün und unbeständiges Wetter, so auch Tag 2. Ich ging eine Trittsichere Route, was auch sehr gut zu traf. Der Regen hat überraschenderweise keinen Einfluss gehabt, da die Steine trotzdem recht griffig waren. Jedoch gab es schon 1-2 kleine Stellen, die etwas ausgewaschen waren.

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Der Regen machte mir nicht wirklich was aus, es kommt immer stark auf die Einstellung drauf an. Am wetter kann man nie etwas ändern, egal wie sehr man sich ärgert 🙂 Ich hätte mir jedoch sicher etwas mehr Aussicht gewünscht.

Nach knapp 2h war der steinige Abschnitt auch schon zusende, und der Abstieg Richtung Buchboden ging los. Zwischen hohen Bergwänden entlang des Klesenzatal bis zur Gleichnamigen Alpe, wo ich wieder für eine heiße Schocki halt machte. Die Pächter, ein Paar aus Berlin, waren ebenfalls sehr nett und erzählten mir einiges über die Alpe und das Sie letzten Jahr einen leichten Erdrutsch hatten, wo Geröll zwischen beide Häuser rutschte.
Nach einer guten halben Stunde ging ich weiter und folgte der Bergstraße bis nach Buchboden. Am Abstieg merkte ich auch schon meine Schienbeine, da am gestrigen Tag auch schon knapp -1000HM zurückgelegt wurden.

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Glücklich kam ich am Auto an, meine erste richtige Wandertour nach dem PCT abgeschlossen zu haben. Ich habe die Zeit genossen, war überwältigt über die Aussicht an manchen Stellen und das doch recht wenige unterwegs waren. Dies lag jedoch auch wahrscheinlich am Wetter 😀

Falls ihr Lust auf diese Tour habt, könnt ihr mehr Informationen HIER finden.

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A taste of nature

What could we do, to get closer with nature than just spending time in nature and why?
 
Tonight I watched the episode “Air” of “Cooked“, a Netflix documentation about how cooking food has evolved over the time and being used in various cultures. Air is everywhere, we breath it in and out and we couldn’t live without air. In case of cooking, it is a major “ingredient” for baking bread. After grinding wheat seeds and mixing it with water, it helps to unlock all the nutrients.
 
Three simple ingredients.
 
And now, due to quick and cheap bakery shops or supermarkets, this simple food has become a processed product.
 
If you watched that episode, you might get to understand that we are getting more and more distanced from the origin of food. This is one of my reason for a plant based lifestyle. To taste and benefit from the unprocessed and raw power of a plant. To be more connected with what we plant, grow and at the end eat which gives our body the nutrients and energy to live, work and grow. And for me, it is even a spiritual act, by now growing (sadly not enough to live from it), washing, cutting, cooking and at the end eating the food.
 
And thats kind of my answer to the question above 🙂
To provide you more information about what I have learned for me and read, you will find a new Topic in the header called “Taste of nature”. Check it out!
 

I am back! Update of my life and plans with this blog

Hello everybody,

after finally finding a new job, I moved to Switzerland and live next to the mountains. Beside the job, it was my wish to be closer to the Alps, after realizing I don’t have to travel 1000 of miles to have beautiful trails, views and those peaceful moments in nature.
Since I am working full time, my free time to explore is of course not as much as when I was traveling but I want to share some trails, hikes, thoughts on a weekly schedule.
I am also planning to ad a new topic to my blog, “taste of nature”, a collection of my favorite and sometimes self created plant based recipes. And yes, I wrote plant based.
As you might have noticed, i gained quite a lot of weight on the first months and I was kinda shocked. I do have some metabolism issues (thyroid in particular) but I realized (also due to research) that the high consumption of processed and animal food had a big share on that (I lost weight again after eating more whole foods while hiking).
I probably need more time, but I also share some of my research in the web about that topic but for now I present you some tasty, healthy and nutritious recipes.

This week I share you my note I posted on facebook yesterday. Its about how I found out for myself, that routine is not always a bad thing.

When I decided two years ago to quit my current job and go on a trip around the world, I also wanted to get out of the daily routine. I didn’t want to do the same thing every day, having no new “experience”.
during my time in Aus / NZL, I definitely had no routine. Once I decided to go on a hike, 1 week i was volunteering, working, then hiking again. I did what came to my mind and what I wanted to do.
From this “free” way of living, I am then immediately plunged into a certain kind of routine: walking every day. Every day, packing my pack, walk, check how much water I need, how much food is left, set up my tent, sleep. like every day going to your job, work and go home again.
What made the difference is the change of my surrounding. Almost every day I met new people, had a different landscape, a new place to resupply. This variety helped not to get “bored”. Nevertheless, I took a few days off after 2 months to break this routine.
I needed a bit longer to realize for me that the head and the mind are playing a decisive role. That you alone, by your attitude and thoughts you experience each situation differently. AND that routine is not always a bad thing.

Yesterday was for me again such a day, where the right mixture of routine, free time to do what I want and my “mindset” were simply in the right line.
Saturday morning my positive routine is: get up as during the week, drink 1L of water + Limits + pinch of salt to compensate for the loss of water during the night, drink my coffee and head ride my bike to the farmers market. At various booths I fill my 60L backpack with all sorts of healthy foods (vegetables, fruit, herbs), talk a bit with the farmers and I head back home again. Then it is time for a healthy breakfast on my balcony.

Every Saturday the same, but it has a positive effect on me, my body and my mind.
Now ask you: Do you have a positive routine? Something that helps you relax or what you are always looking forward to?

Post travel thoughts

 

Day by day passes by, I am in the middle of my application for my future job. And with each day, week, month… I started thinking more and more about my past journey and the hike. The month after finishing the trail, my Facebook page was full of posts of my hiking buddies. Remembering the whole time or a particular special moment. Since I started right away with job applications and visiting friends, the only real time I thought about the trail was as I retold my experience, feelings, memories to my friends again and again.

I am not a person who wanted to tell everyone about it. My parents suggested to write a article for the local newspaper. I felt uncomfortable with it. A part of me thought that it may seem kind of a brag, to show what I have accomplished. Everyone experience the time on the trail differently and as so everyone deals with the post-trail-time differently and thats how I thought about it. It felt like another trip like I did before. Indian three weeks, visiting my siblings as they studied abroad or a road trip. But it’s not.

I am home now since almost 2 month and by that time on the trail I had difficult phase. I took about 6 days off because I just didn’t wanted to hike anymore and I can still remember those feelings. A month later, I started hiking with Morning Glory and arrived 2 more month later with her in Canada. 2650ml. 4400km. Just numbers and even for me now hard to recapture what they mean. But most important is what is between mile 0 and 2650. Panoramas, challenges, laughs and cries, joy and pain, friendships, insights and much more…

Do not dwell in the past, do not dream of the future, concentrate the mind on the present moment (Buddha)

Concentrate the mind on the present. That is what you do while you hike and thats what I have learned and  added to my life. At the moment I am in Hamburg visiting friends and walking through the busy streets I realized what i means as well by seeing people rushing from one store to the next one, tick of their checklists and not enjoying the moment.

Think about it for yourself. Take a quick break. Look outside or around you and try to feel the moment. Your thoughts, feelings. They don’t have to be always positive but listing to your self and sense your surroundings helps you to be present in the moment.

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Recapturing Oregon -22 Days and 455 miles

Oregon… I heard many things about the state before I got there. Flat state, Crater Lake NP, Cascades, 0% sale tax and its legal to smoke grass (if you know me well you know that I’m not smoking 😉 Beside having the chance to see more of California while hiking 1700miles I also looked forward to hike in Oregon and Washington, but first to Oregon.

After a long, rough and hot stretch in Northern California, I was planning to take a break at the first town in Oregon which is Ashland. Close to the pct is a great and hiker friendly hotel which treated us very well: all you can eat pasta for dinner, Endless pancakes, camping on grass and a soft robe after showering were definitely worth the 60$ and the time I spent there. For the next days I decided to go to Ashland, also because I needed to resupply and send a few packages ahead with healthier food then what I bought before I started the trail.

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Shower, ropes and all you can eat pasta. You can tell I am happy

(It definitely saves a lot of time and energy if you prepare all boxes and having somebody to send it to you but you’ll definitely getting enough of some food or in my case just want to eat less sugar and more healthier food/snacks)

Morning Glory (MG), who I’ve been hiking with a bit in the beginning and going to hike with all of Oregon, got to town the day after and I took another zero and headed out with her the day after. Two days off the trail are definitely enough and I wanted to hike again.

We both left Ashland after an amazing breakfast at a place called “after her” and we even had some leftovers which we decided to save for dinner. A hiker at the campsite was first really surprised as we packed out the asian take away boxed and got really jealous as h realised whats inside 🙂

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Breakfast for 4 I mean 2 hikers 🙂

Knowing about the upcoming PCT Day festival at Cascade Locks, we hiked three 30 mile days and I was really of Morning Glory to keep up with me 🙂 Most of the timed I was ahead of her but I never had really wait for her. As we passed Fish Lake Resort she got a text from our dear friend Aunt Petunia that he is at the resort with Zombie dusk and Ladybug, who are also really good friends.

We had to leave due our schedule after breakfast and headed right into an obstacle trail of blow downs (fallen trees). Another fellow hiker, Proton, even created a poem which perfectly describes the section and our feelings Click here

Another reason why I stayed longer in Ashland was because of a fire near Crater Lake, one of the big highlights in Oregon. South bounders were telling us that they soon reopen the trail and as we got to the base of the Crater we heard it reopened. I was really happy and the next day, MG and I took the shuttle bus to get up to Rim of the Crater. As we got up I was stunned…

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For me, it was like walking the first time along the rim of the Grand Canyon. I couldn’t kept my eyes of the Crater and almost walked into a group of people. We stopped almost every mile, just being amazed by the views, even it was the same every time. At the end of the day we hiked only the Rim trail which reconnects with the Pacific Crest Trail after 12miles. My shortest day so far and I couldn’t kept my mind of what the trail has provided me so far. On one hand those untouched, wild and breathtaking views and places, on the other unforgettable moments with people on and off the trail. It has been 8 months since I left home, traveled around the world and as I have written in my post (click here) I felt just happy.

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Mount Washington

Another great place I won’t forget is Bend and why I went there is also a great example for how something bad turns into something good. Due maybe a prior injury I got problems with my foot after I accidentally twisted my ankle twice and limped to Shelter Cove, a big campground at Odell lake. I asked people if they were driving to Bend and found a couple who’s daughter could give me a ride. Somebody else drove me over where they were camping. It turned out that she and her friend planned to hang out for a day in Bend and I had really a fun time checking out a couple brewery. With 22 breweries, Bend has a lot for its small size. I stayed a night with a families friend of the girl since everything was super expensive. For the next day I got a room since I knew a couple friends where coming in town and picked up also a rental car. I booked the smallest car but since they had any left the employee gave me an upgrade to a mini van!!! I felt very american 😀
I drove to the trail to leave some trail magic and picked up Morning Glory and Frost. With 4 more hikers we were 7 in a two beds room (luckily I got the upgrade to the van 🙂
The rest of the day I drove everybody to REI (where we picked up hiker nr. 8 in the room), a couple breweries and grocery shopping. MG called me funnily a “Soccer Mum” but I prefer “Soccer Dad”.

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The next day, everybody except MG, Frost and me went back to trail and Digger, Aunt Petunia and Zomiedusk joined our party in town. Since we haven’t booked anything, MG got in contact with a couple, Lian and her husband Aloha (who hiked the PCT last year) and they hosted us for one night. Luckily, Aloha is a chef and made us an awesome breakfast and drove us back to the trail as well!
Three days in Bend, three complete different days with different people and so much fun! Thank to everyone sharing this memory which I’ll never forgot since I changed my trail name from EarlyBird to SoccerDad!

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Lava field after Bend

100 miles to Cascade Locks, the state line of Oregon and Washington and we were on track for the Pacific Crest Trail Days, a festival with outdoor vendors, the PCTA, lot of hikers and more! Digger, Frost, MG and me hiked mostly together and we made it to another food highlight on the trail: Breakfast buffet at Timerline Lodge!

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Happily fed, we went back on trail and had a last big natural wonder on the trail: a tunnel waterfall! I saw some videos before but you have to see it in real to fully enjoy its beauty.

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The trail leads behind the water fall

I was ahead of the others as I got the trail head in Cascade Locks and I knew my friend Moon Song, who sadly had to leave the trail due an injury was there as well. Due the festival, many hikers planned to be there the weekend and others hitched forward or back to attend and meet everybody. Some families were there as well and MG parents came to visit. After getting all my packages (3 in total), I got a texted from her that there is place at the cabin and I could stay with them instead of camping with about 200 hikers and I was really happy about that since I did not wanted to around big party crowds…

Note: I thought about to write about a sensitive topic but just gonna keep it short: The drug “problem” on the trail. There is a big controversy in Germany about Marijuana but in the west coast it is already more socially accepted. I knew that, since I also studied abroad in CA but I was still shocked how many, in what quantity and even the reason hikers are smoking or drinking alcohol. I expected that it’s going to be a bit “wild” at the campground and I was kinda right. Hikers who did not joined the party had trouble finding a quiet place. It is of course everyones choice if and in what quantities they drink and smoke but just because its legal it does not mean its good for you. I used to drink a lot pre and during my college time, so much that even friends were concerned and I did not wanted to listen to them but as you get older you might get a bit wiser and I am sure it was sometimes to much. 

PCT Days is also a opportunity for non-hikers to get informations about the trail or just to meet up with dirty hikers who have a lot of stories to tell. It is a great opportunity to learn a lot about what it means to hike the trail since we everybody is only one state and 500miles away from the finish line 🙂

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Buy a beer for a hiker! Thank you!

Frost, MG, and Digger left on Sunday but I decided to stay a bit longer since a had some personal reason to stay a bit longer. On Tuesday morning I got back to Cascade Locks and walked over the Bridge of the Gods to cross the Columbia River which separates Oregon and Washington. Thinking back, it seems there are as many great memories like California but it was such a shorter time. It was my first time in Oregon and it blew my mind. The landscape was breathtaking but the people in this state made it so much more an unforgettable time. Thank you!

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Knowing the last state is ahead of me, but not knowing what happens next

Everything needs time and energy 

I guess you realized that it has been lately quieter on my blog and it might look like I left the trail after the last post but I am actually just 260 miles away from the Canadian border.

I’m having a great time now hiking with really close friends and I am enjoying every bit of it. Sadly, I am not so motivated at the moment to write about my whole journey on the trail and about my thoughts.

A lot happend since my last post and I am still taking notes to not forget anything important so I will cover everything when I have finished the trail in about 13 days. I am actually really looking forward to finishing the trail and to start the next chapter in my life. My whole journey helped my personally to figure out how I want my life to be and what’s important.

I hope you can wait a couple more days till I update you on the rest of my Pacific Crest Trail journey and wish you all the best!

Where my trail is leading me

The past week changed a lot in me. I wasn’t expecting it to happen now but I am glad it did. This moment, this day, this clarity when the fog on the way which we call life starts slowly to disappear. I have been trough a lot of mental challenges since I left home 9 month ago. Pushing yourself into the wild, where you leave your comfort zone. Not in a physical way where you try to push yourself or maybe just get off from the couch and do a short run instead of watching another episode of your favorite show. 

I mean going somewhere where it is just YOU. Your body, your mind, your thoughts and your feelings become one, you. 

If you follow me already on my Facebook page you might have already read that I got to the stage where I found what dragged me out of my regular life. Friends have been asking me what it is, how it feels but I needed a couple days to find the words. 

For a long time I thought that I am going to figure out which way I want to go when I am done with my trip. I was waiting to find the answer but I figured out I need to ask the right question. 

Questioning what you want from your life might be not right, you should figure out what you are expecting from it. 

I still haven’t really figured out what I expect but I learned a lot to get closer. I learned to take sometimes a step back and take a look around at where I am and think about if I still go this way or another. I learned to not fixate one thing, one goal and be open for other options which I probably never thought about. To take time to listen more and speak less because we can learn so much from the people around us or we just met once in our life. It is good to have a rough plan like hiking from the Mexican to the Canadian border but not to plan each day. To listen to your heart, your beliefs, to let them lead you.

For the future, I don’t know what is going to happen, if and where I start a new life but I know how to walk this way we call life. To look left, look right, to ask yourself if this is the wright thing for me. I might will fall, might do some mistakes but I do them by myself and I will learn from them. I know if it’s gets rough, I have a helping hand reaching out to me. I know what’s/who important to me, what I don’t want to miss again because I felt as it happened once that I don’t want it to happen again (for this I give you an example: Not being with my fam on Christmas)

First, this page should be a travel blog for family and friends, for people who be interested in trails in Australia, New Zealand and the PCT but I want to share what I learned because there are many out there who struggled as well in life, trying to find them self and if I motivate even one person to make their first step out of their comfort zone, I am happy. Not for me that I helped somebody. I am happy for you, for you that you found trust in you.