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Slowly the landscape changed. From the English countryside—a run of wild horses and the dance of the summer’s breeze—everything around us transformed. The smells went from farmland to diesel and rubbish. The sounds went from the fresh streams of air to the movement of a city. But tastes became sweeter. Along the way, berries and plums became full in their ripeness and apples fell to the ground at our weary feet. London came and soon London would go. Hiroshima Day was approaching. Southall was a warm welcome. Throughout the English land we received the English hospitality; nothing shy of generosity and [View Full Entry]

cam2yogi - Cameron Karsten | Read The Full Entry | Subscribe | 6 Comment(s) | 13 Photo(s) | 1 Video(s) | 1316 words | [diary=194154] | 2007-08-19 18:14:51

Liana in Pattern
A Night at the Pagoda
Outside Parliment Square

Arms Are For Linking
Arms Are For Linking
Outside the West Gate of AWE Aldermaston
This article has been re-published due to system failure. Saturday, July 21st: Milton Keynes came into our sights this day. We stretched our legs after seventy days of walking, having first moved north out of Dublin, walking up to Belfast, then riding east into Scotland. Starting from Faslane Trident Submarine Base just out of Glasgow, our United Kingdom exploration began. The footpaths and roads guided us south along the Irish Sea until we crossed up and over and into the Midlands. Now, a mere two weeks north of London, the days ahead seem to vanish quickly, and the completion of this [View Full Entry]

cam2yogi - Cameron Karsten | Read The Full Entry | Subscribe | 0 Comment(s) | 21 Photo(s) | 0 Video(s) | 2346 words | [diary=186393] | 2007-08-05 16:19:00

Choir in the Fields
A Gown to Go With Face
Beneath the Weight of Stones

Over the hills and far away, the Yorkshire Dales National Park unfolded before us. Slowly, Footprints for Peace headed east from Sellafield. Upon the fells of the Lake District, down to the fields and across an Area of Outstanding Beauty, we waded the waters. In our shoes pools formed, sufficiently pruning our feet. The blisters swelled and the afternoon’s sandwiches became soggy. Day in and day out, we were wet, as England received record rainfalls for the month of June. In one day’s time, the city of Sheffield found itself floating in 250mm of water. Summer, wasn’t it? Climates undeniably changed. [View Full Entry]

cam2yogi - Cameron Karsten | Read The Full Entry | Subscribe | 0 Comment(s) | 12 Photo(s) | 0 Video(s) | 2616 words | [diary=189309] | 2007-08-07 15:37:16

The Age of Resistance
Harvey & His Pet
A Duty, Not A Desire

The article had to be re-published due to Travelblog.org system failure. To our great misfortune, our fears were realized. As we treaded down the west coast of England along the Cumbrian Coastal Way, our destination had been Sellafield. We came upon its saturnine towers of concrete and metal. We stood vigil outside its aluminum blocks of industry where stores of highly radioactive waste were kept, reprocessed and manufactured. We prayed and then walked on, wandering toward London through the green fells of Cumbria. But before the ten peace walkers with FootPrints for Peace went too far, we suddenly found ourselves prepared [View Full Entry]

cam2yogi - Cameron Karsten | Read The Full Entry | Subscribe | 2 Comment(s) | 18 Photo(s) | 0 Video(s) | 1489 words | [diary=177904] | 2007-08-07 15:17:06

RECOVERED
RECOVERED
RECOVERED

Sorry folks, here's another re-published article. We’re moving through The Glen. Ferns carpet the soils, sprouting from the beds of moss where thick shadows linger throughout the whole of the day. There is silence between the chattering of birds, and my eyes wander among the tree trunks. I see Merlin peering from behind a bough. He wears a tall, speckled hat. His eyes are sallow and white folds of hair dangle from about the face. Features are long, veiled in wizardry, and his robes blend into the glen’s mystique. He winks and disappears. The Peace Walk crosses the land, from Scottish [View Full Entry]

cam2yogi - Cameron Karsten | Read The Full Entry | Subscribe | 2 Comment(s) | 13 Photo(s) | 0 Video(s) | 2437 words | [diary=170681] | 2007-08-07 14:09:21

Deep Nights of The Glen
Skies Blue Ahead
Abbeys For The Bygone

Due to the site's crash, I've had to re-publish ten of my articles. Sorry for any inconvenience. Thank you. A good cell, I’d say. 10 foot by 12 foot with high walls. Colors are cream. A red floor of cement lays beneath. Most of the paint-chips and stains are scattered here, my bare feet careful for leftover remnants. Yet with each step, the surface is cool—refreshing. There is a blue pad for resting, which lays on an elevated step; a blanket to the side; and a space-age aluminum toilet is off to the corner. Nearest is the door—a thick steel mass [View Full Entry]

cam2yogi - Cameron Karsten | Read The Full Entry | Subscribe | 5 Comment(s) | 16 Photo(s) | 0 Video(s) | 2884 words | [diary=167464] | 2007-08-07 13:56:00

Smile
Scotland
Fallen Cliffs

Due to Travelblog's system failure, this article had to be re-published. Apologies, apologies... and Hi from London Blind History Ireland’s warm apple pie with a dollop of fresh cream was Belfast. I went into the city ignorant. I couldn’t recall any knowledge, any history or awareness except snippets of conflict and violence. Nothing in my textbook days could inform me of the current issues within the region. I remember the stress on American history… and American history. I remember creating colorful cornucopias around meals with friendly, newly arrived Europeans and hospitable natives dressed in tan loin clothe. I remember the civil [View Full Entry]

cam2yogi - Cameron Karsten | Read The Full Entry | Subscribe | 3 Comment(s) | 11 Photo(s) | 0 Video(s) | 2401 words | [diary=164559] | 2007-08-07 13:36:24

Movement
Symbolizing Peace - The Crane
Calling Evolution

Due to Travelblog's system failure... yes... I said it before, I lost ten articles. So I'm re-publishing them and I'm sorry for filling your mailbox. If you haven't read them, here they are again, and enjoy. Sorry for the inconvenience, my friends. Footprints & Our Path Eighty-six days—slowly, the days pass, ticking down as we cross the map with our footprints. Each town and city turns into a refuge from the elements, providing a kitchen for food and a roof for shelter. Our route covers the following: Dublin - Swords Swords - Balbriggan Balbriggan - Drogheda Drogheda - Ardee Ardee- Dundalk [View Full Entry]

cam2yogi - Cameron Karsten | Read The Full Entry | Subscribe | 3 Comment(s) | 13 Photo(s) | 0 Video(s) | 1066 words | [diary=161819] | 2007-08-07 13:25:51

Irish Spring
Cooleys Gone Bald
Sausage Stuffed

Coloring Humanity's Wind
Coloring Humanity's Wind
Walking through Skerries against the winds of man
Due to Travelblog.org's site crash, the memory of this blog was lost and had to be re-published. Apologies for the missing material and all articles will be up in time Day One’s Nuclear Resolution Another Sunday, another city—the highlife of Dublin deep in the Temple Bar district of an old city—and another Irish spring day, south within the Republic of Ireland. A layer of clouds hid the morning sun with a chilled line of pavement beneath our feet. As dawn’s stiffness flexed its weary muscles, the sound of cracking toes echoed down the empty spaces of Grafton Street. The small group [View Full Entry]

cam2yogi - Cameron Karsten | Read The Full Entry | Subscribe | 1 Comment(s) | 11 Photo(s) | 0 Video(s) | 1107 words | [diary=159666] | 2007-08-07 12:14:56

Roads From Dublin
Peace Queens
River Liffey

A Cup A Day
A Cup A Day
Grab your cup with your morning rise, fill it, tilt back your head, and drink giving thanks to the power of your body and the gifts you receive from it every day.
Due to Travelblog's system failure, ten articles were lost and will be re-published. Sorry for the filling of your mailbox... but... drink your urine: Praise be to the body and its' glory! A chilly winter day called us out: two friends coming together on another adventure. Yes, we laughed. We laughed wondering what the hell we were doing at five in the morning driving for the coast. With surfboards packed and wetsuits folded, we picked up our Nalgene bottles of hot tea and drank; warming our bloodstreams, busying our kidneys, filling our bladders. Soon we would need to empty them—our bladders [View Full Entry]

cam2yogi - Cameron Karsten | Read The Full Entry | Subscribe | 3 Comment(s) | 6 Photo(s) | 0 Video(s) | 2007 words | [diary=154013] | 2007-08-07 13:16:26

Walking, Living & Peeing in Gandhi
Spice Up Your Morning
Perception



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