Thursday 18 June 2009

Horsey Hellen in Chevycon (Cornwall)

Horsey Hellen with one of her 54 horses that she saves from people who don't know how to take care of life!
The young looking after the old, humans looking afer life and paying respect to the cycle of life by accepting unconditional love through mother-nature's only condition, death!
If horse can do it why can't humans?
I send a respectful elder bow of reverence to this fine woman and her huge family of horses! Keep loving them Hellen!

Tuesday 16 June 2009

The Way to St. Michaels Mount (Cornwall)

Me and a woman named Harmony hitched from Forrest Row in Sussex to the Sunrise festival in Bruton (Somerset).

On the way to the Sunrise festival we got a hitch from two ladies in an original VW van 1973 to East Grinstead.

From there we hitched with an AA driver instructor who gave us a crash course in using the gear shift, which for me as an american was an all new piece of technology, oh and when I say crash course forget about the crashing we arrived safely for our next hitch!

Our next hitch should have been a comedian he filled the car with laughter and jokes that would bring any witty man to his knees.

We camped out in front of a pond in Storrington after getting some cheese and bread from Tesco's.

We then proceeded with an extreme sports fanatic, Charlie, who had been arrested in Brighton for roller skating in the right direction of traffic down a one way road while listening to Aerosmith's "Welcome to the Jungle". You can find out more about Charlie and his sports tactics at http://www.podiumkiss.com/ (give us a shout man)


We then got our next hitch from a very well spoken Financial Advisor for the South Downs Estates. He gave us a quick history lesson of family colours used by different estate families and the type of farming performed in this land otherwise known as the Sandstone Ridge best traveled during the times of the Roman Empire for it's travel enviroment.

Our next hitch had a really hot black leather laid out BMW which to tell you the truth people was so fucking hot I was falling asleep every minute of the way. Not meant in any way bad on the guy who took us who used to be in a band back in the 70's called Warm Sounds with Marmite Records with his hit album "You're my Out" 1971.

Completely exhausted from our hitch we crapped out on the floor on the side of the road just exactly where our last hitch left us and began having a picknic with no worries as if the passing by traffic had all dissapeared and we were on another plain of Eden. Our next hitch walked up to us from across the round about asking about the locals in the area (we obviouly with our backpacks sitting on the road were not locals). Our South African friend gave us a hitch right to the town of the Sunrise festival in Bruton (S0merset) where we unfortunately and quite differently to their website directions had to pay 5 pounds for two bus tickets to their festival. (anybody reading this from the festival if this was a scam please leave a comment explaining) http://www.sunrise-offgrid.com/

P.S. more photos and the continuation of the travel leading up to the walk of the St. Michael's Ley Line....

Tupacamaru and Harmony...