Earthquake fffffying / Popotresno zmajarjenje

In Christchurch, Max picked me up. He just finished his flying and we went for a beer. Christchurch is in ruins since the big earthquake they had last year. You are not allowed to walk in the city center, but they have streets that are back on to the business district. Christmas is on the cards and people are enjoying the ease of being on holiday. Another day I met Max in the centre where he works. His brothers dropped me there and because I had some more time I decided to visit Srichinmoy` s restaurant. Just getting renovated, from the outside it doesn‘t even look like it is open, but inside were many people. I loved the atmosphere the moment I stepped in that place. I ordered some food and water and looking around their little shop when suddenly the floor started to move. Then the house started to shake and stuff started to fall. When you saw the city you know you have to run far away from moving buildings, I don t even remember my way out, I was so fast. We were shocked, the one way or the other.  Everyone was asking if you are ok, and I got texts.  Max asked if am I OK after a little earthquake. Well sure it wasn’t little. I had to go to the toilet and when I was back in the building then another one hit.

I decided to stay out doors for the day.  Max said he is ready for flying if the road is not tottaly ruined. While driving up to the launch we had another big quake. Well, after that everything was great. He went flying and did some acro fun stuff with his Aeros, then top landed. Another pilot came up and I offered to be a driver for them. This time they landed on a big landing field near bar. ..

Prispela do Christchurcha. Mesto je v razvalinah se od lanskoletnega potresa, zato ni veliko moznosti za spilanje turista. Maxova brata sta me pripeljala v mesto, in odsla sem v Shrichimoyjevo restavracijo na prigrizek. Hiso so ravno obnavljali, zato so bili vse okrog postavljeni gradbeni odri. V restavraciji je bilo presenetljivo veliko ljudi. Medtem ko sem sedela za mizo in cakala moj curry, ne vem tocno kaksen meni, so se zacela premikati tla, nato cela hisa, ljudje so zaceli kricati in stvari so padale po tleh. V sekundi sem bila na prostem. Potres je dosegel 5,9. stopnjo. Zanimalo me je kaj lahko naredim po potresu, ce rabijo kaksno pomoc, pa je en starejsi kivi odgovoril da je najbols da kupim gajbo pira in si prizgem cik. Kdo bo pa vedel ce ne izkuseni?  Par metrov naprej je bila trgovina z alkoholom, veliko steklenic  je bilo razbitih in smrdelo je po bakardiju in pivu, ki so prehitro dosegli tla zaradi neusmiljene gravitacije. Kupila sem pivo in odsla do Maxa in njegovih sodelavcev.

Max se je odlocil da bo letel kljub tresenju zemlje. Jaz pa sem se odlocila da bom rajsi ostala na tleh. Zmaj ki bi ga dobila tukaj je malo prevelik Ponudila sem se za soferja ceprav je Max pristajal na vrhu in delal akrobacije z Aerosom.  Drugemu pilotu ni uspelo priti nazaj na vrh zato pa je placal pijaco v baru zraven pristanka, ko sem ga prisla iskat. 

Max and his Blacky

Sprogs measurment ...

Max coming to topland.

Flying Sandymount. Letenje na Pesceni gori

After work Darryl picked us in the city center and we went flying Sandymount. Up there were many pilots and smell of fun was in the air. My Missy was already assembled. I landed my GoPro to Andrew and he made some nice shots. I was playing around, staying up was easy this time. James taught me how to launch with holding just a basebar. That was super fun.

Darryl nas je pobral v centru in odpeljali smo se na Sandymount. Na vrhu je bilo veliko pilotov. Moj zmaj je bil ze sestavljen tako da sem samo skocila v bubo in poletela. James me je naucil kako startati da drzis samo speedbar. Cisti uzitek.  

Andrew soaring

Young hang gliding Kiwi pilots. I am missing them already.

It s always great hanging around fun girls that fly hang glider. I would import Charlotte to Slovenia. I guess you guys would love her. She would kick some asses up there. :)

Teddy preparing his glider for a ride.

Georgia took her Honey bunny with her. I told her that bunnys can t go flying with hangglider, they only fly if they have a bird on their back ...

Not going to Queenstown again? / Queenstown 2. - propadla misija

Teddy finnaly managed to pick me up  at Lobitz family. He came with young German boy Frider in old bumpy van. We went to check if it is flyable, but decided it is too windy…  So I put all of my junk and sit in the van with Teddy and Frider, said goodby to Sabine and Hagen and off we were. Van was coughing and protesting to drive us. I still don t know how many times we started it before we came to the top of the hill and drive in neutral just to the gas station in the citycentre. Teddy s friend Leggi came and saved our asses. He is well known barman in Dunedin. That s why at the gas station some people already knew, who is coming to pick us up. He opened a fancy disco club just for us. Gave us beer and his house to stay overnight. In the morning we went to pick up the broken van. Luckily the engine started and again we had a hard time driving it to car service centre. Working, not working, working, not working. It stayed on a little hill for five times and we used neutral to get to the servicer again. In times like that you can t do anything else then smile. We went for a coffe while they were checking the van.  With five gliders on the top we were spotted by Darryl, local hanggliding pilot and he stored all the gliders for the that night. 

 

Teddy me je koncno pobral pri Lobizevih. Pripeljal ga je zelo mlad fant z imenom Frieder. Ze po prvem metru sem vedela da je nekaj narobe s kombijem. Poskakoval je po cesti in masina je tulila. Nekako nam je uspelo priti na vrh klanca in se v leru spustiti do prve bencinske. Tam smo kripo tudi pustili do naslednjega dne. Mi pa smo odsli zurat v mesto. … No do Queenstowna nam  s tem avtom sigurno ne bo uspelo. Zaribala je masina, ker je nas mladi prijatelj pozabil dotociti olje. Se sedaj ne vem kako se je kombi znasel pri serviserju, saj je celo pot protestiral.  Se enkrat  v leru po klancu navzdol do mehanika.  Cela situacija me je nasmejala do solz. Pri mehaniku nas je opazil eden od Dunedinskih zmajarjev in nam ponudil pomoc… Jao je tezko biti zmajar ... :)

Aramoana soaring / Letenje z Aramoane

Yesterday I finally had two hours soaring. Hagen pitied my non flying and took me to their home hill Aramoana even though it was still raining. The wind was crossed and agitated, so I waited. He decided that conditions are not good enough for me and we would try our luck somewhere else.  As we took out all the battens, wind became right. Fast I assembled Missy again and went flying. Take off was easy, just few steps and I was up. It was also easy to stay up and soar. I was playing and trying to get as close to the brow of the hill as possible. Didn`t even think of thermaling, having so much work with low passes. Hagen flew to the city and over the sea. I followed him, but decided not to go that direction, because I didn`t see any smart landings. So I just flew back to the playground. Sheep were giving me impression that I am a huge buzzard, looking up, bleating and trying to hide.

When I saw Hagen landed, I decided I also have enough. My arms were soaring and I was tired, so I spotted the same meadow, this time sheep weren’t  there, and landed. He run up to get the car and I was singing. What a perfect day. 

Vceraj mi je koncno uspelo. V zraku sem bila debeli dve uri. Prve pol ure sem samo preletavala hrib, spoznavala teren in zmajko Missy ki jo sedaj letim. Ko sem se resno spravila k zadevi sem bila hitro visoko nad klifom in se pocasi odpeljala proti startu. Nazaj grede sem imela veter v rit in je slo kot raketa. Missy je najmanjsi zmaj kar sem jih kdaj letela in je ubogljiva kot zdresiran konj. Ima ze  Najbolj zabavne so uboge puhaste ovcke, ki mislijo da sem ogromna ujeda, pogledujejo v zrak, ko priletis mimo njihovih kosmatih glav in meketajo da so usmiljenja vredne, vcasih se skrijejo pod kaksno drevo.  Uboge ovcke, ce bi vsaj vedele da jim cisto nic nocem. Ko imas vec visine se tudi one pocutijo bolj varne in samo se gledajo. No sicer jim pa malo strahu in telovadbe prav nic ne skodi...

Even albatrosses are walking

Again not much luck with the weather. Rain, fog and not good wind conditions. We decided to go to the Otago Peninsula and check the wild life.  I put the glider on the car, just in case it becomes flyable. On the way we run out of gas, so I went hitchhicing with an empty plastic gas cannikin. Kiwis are so nice. Middle aged man took me to the gas station and back. 

I still wanted to see albatroses and little blueeyed pinguins so we continued direction Portobello. To enter the colony of albatros you have to pay and by the time we arrived it was already closed, but they can also be seen from the clifs. Well, not today, it looks like it was so unfliable that even albatroses where walking. There were only hundreds of segals that were screaming and shitting all over the place. Within that I am also thinking about my arm. Looks like one of them wanted to show me what he thinks about my flying – shit. 

Bunch of people came with mini bus and I followed them to the fence of the cliff, to maby  learn some more. However, I just turned and walked away  when I heared one lady saying that stinky segals are albatroses.  Few minutes walk down to the coast to meet the pinguins and seals calmed me down.  They are so cute, the smallest pinguins in the world. Seals were playing in the sea and one was laying on the beach as that he ate to much and now it is incapable to move. 

Jost decided he has to find work again, so he left with his friend Kruger and I stayed with Lobiz family waiting for Teddy to pick me up. He got stucked in Nelson, where the weather is even worse than here. Because of the flood roads are closed and he is moving slowly towards Dunedin. We intent to go together back to Queenstown, this time with a glider.

Hawaiki

Hawaiki - where supreme being created the world and first people. We all came from there and we all return to this mistical place, where people turn into birds or descend to the underworld.

Maori believed that they where related to natural world - earth, birds, sea ...

Sky`s mistical creation of Tu, the first man:

Man`s soul is gathered into the world of being, the world of light. The flying bird is a place in the body. Breathe, sneeze, living soul, into the world of living, the world of light!

The flying bird is placed in the body, breathe soul of Tu, breathe.

 

Na začetku obstoja je bila praznina Te Kore.  V njeni ničevosti je obstajala noč imenovana Te Po.  Nešteto let je minilo, ko se je noč Te Po začel spreminjati. Spremenil se je kar dvanajstkrat. – iz Imenitne Noči v Prostrano Noč, iz Prostrane v Zavito Noč, nato v Temeljito, iz tega je postal Noč Prepredena z Žilnato svetlobo Iz Žilnate se je razvlekel v Noč s Praznim Pogledom. Iz te slepe noči se je razvila Noč Obotavljajočega Raziskovanja. Kasneje je postala Noč Negotovosti, iz negotovosti se je prelevil v Noč ki se nagiba k dnevu iz nje pa je postala Noč ki meji na dan. Pri teh enajstih spremembah se je Noč ki meji na dan razdelila v Somrak in Zarjo. Po zarji je prišla dvanajsta sprememba – Te Ao Marama dnevna svetloba. Vsi rituali in predniki »mokopuna« izvirajo iz dnevne svetlobe, sveta luči.

 Takrat ko je nastala svetloba so bile ustvarjene tudi  ostale stvari v vesolju.  Od zemlje in neba do razlicnih globin voda, prepadov in  gora. Tudi Maorski dom bogov, nekakšen Olimp, ki se imenuje Hawaiki je bil ustvarjen. Hawaiki nui, Hawaiki roa, Hawaiki pamamao  so nebesa. Prostor čudovitosti, prostranosti, prostor ki je daleč stran. Vsi mrtvi Maori so bili pospremljeni v Hawaiki z obredom, ki se imenuje tangihanga.

Iz Te Kore, praznine in Te Po  -  izvirajo prvi bogovi.  Najpomembnejši starši, Rangi awatea in Papatuanuku,  oče Nebo, ki je nad nami in mati Zemlja, ki je pod nami. Rangi awatea je začel ustvarjati nebesa, a si ni mogel pomagati da se ne bi ljubil z materjo Zemljo, saj je bila tako zelo lepa. Stisnila sta se skupaj, tako močno da sta ugasnila luč. Zato so se otroci rodili v temi. Tane mahuta, bog gozdov, Tangaroa, bog oceanov, Rongo ma tane, bog kumare, Tu mateuenga, bog ljudi in vojne; Haumia tiketike bog korenine praproti, Ruaumoko bog potresov in Tawhiri matea bog neviht.

Sprva so otroci poskušali ubiti svoje starše, zato da bi živeli v dnevni svetlob vendar se  bog Tawhiri matea se s tem ni strinjal. Odločen je bil da bi starša morala biti zgolj ločena.  Eden po eden so poskušali prepričati svojega brata da bi opustil navezanost, a jim ni uspelo. Tane se je domislil rešitve, tako da je stal na rokah in se upiral ob očeta in z nogami od njega potiskal mamo.  Z velikim obžalovanjem sta se ločila dokler ni bila mama daleč spodaj in oče visoko zgoraj. Dnevna svetloba se je razvlekla čez zemljo in ljudje so se postavili na noge. 

S prihodom svetlobe se je stvarjenje nadaljevalo. Otroci Ranga in Pape so dokončali nebesa. Ker so bili vsi moškega spola so ustvarili žensko Hine ahuone. Tane Mahuta jo je naredil iz rdeče prsti in ji vdihnil življenje. Tane se je sparil z njo  in, ko mu je rodila hčer si je vzel tudi njo.  Hčeri je bilo ime Hine Titama. Deklica sijoče svetlobe. Zaradi sramu, ker je bil njen mož tudi njen oče je pobegnila v podzemlje in postala Hine nui te Po, gospodarica teme. 

Smrti niso poznali, vse dokler ni Maui Tikitiki a Taranga, katerega je mati splavila v morje, zapravil priložnost. Maui je bil pol človek pol bog. On je ukrotil sonce, da se je počasneje premikalo po nebu, ukradel ogenj svojim prednikom in izgubil življenje v zadnji dogodivščini. Uničiti je hotel gospodarico teme, Hine nui Te Po. Ona je imela žensko telo, oči iz zelenega kamenja, lase iz morske trave in ustnice barakude. Odločil se je da jo bo med spanjem presenetil. Skozi njeno vagino je vstopil v njeno telo, z namenom da se prikaže spet skozi njena usta. S seboj je imel ptice za družbo in mali palček je od navdušenja zažvrgolel, še predenj se je Maui dobro splazil v vagino. Hine nui te Poi je odprla svoje kamene oči , stisnila svoja stegna in zdrobila Mauija. Ker mu ta pustolovščina ni uspela, so ljudje postali umrljivi.  

Vendar, preden je umru je naredil najbolj pomembno nalogo. Z brati je odšel lovit in s seboj vzel začaran trnek. Ni imel vabe, iz nosa mu je pritekla lepljiva kri, s katero je namazal trnek. Le s tem je ujel ogromo ribo, Te Ika A Maui danes poznan kot severni otok Nove Zelandije.  Ko se je dvignila nad valove, je Maui priveslal s svojim kanujem do vrha gore kjer je njegov trnek postal predgorje ki danes tvori južni del Hawake Baya.

Mauijeva riba je postala zemlja Maorov in poimenovali so jo Aotearoa mokopuna, sebe pa ljudje zemlje. 

I got information from different books: 

- Old New Zeland, F.E. Maning

- The Matriarch, Wiri Ihimaera

- maby some other book, but forgot to write it down in the libary.

Chasing sheep

My mama has told me to have somthing for dinner...