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Post by pieter on Jun 6, 2019 14:05:01 GMT -7
Pieter
Thank you most kindly for the new interesting {Infiniti-Subterrainea}. With this, a new knowledge, I was not aware until experimentation, for if to click upon the title, this will bring up the You Tube site. Now I may record off the audio out put with a patch cord to a cassette tape recorder to play on my head set walk man...
It would so appear, an out of date pelican must first relearn to stretch out the wet wings to dry before taking flight...
I have never been as far West to Zeeland. I have heard of it as a very wonderful relaxing area with nice beaches. Is it similar to Friesland?
Karl
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Post by pieter on Jun 6, 2019 14:05:35 GMT -7
Karl, Friesland is taller and has wider spaces and a differant coast line, due to the Frisian Isles, called Wadden eilanden in the Netherlands. Pieter, the Wadden may mean the same as the Watte that I know from Germany, though I was only up there one time. What astounded me was that the Watte is a protected biological reserve! That is quite a shock to most all Americans, I expect, as we (I should speak only for myself!) simply think of mudflats (watten) as ... dead, useless land. The idea that it may be biologically alive and rich in life is shocking when we first hear that Perhaps you and Karl can tell us if there is there is much talk in your countries about the importance of these mudflats. We have them around Anchorage in Alaska as well, filling in what would otherwise be deep fjords around the city. Eons of time and erosion have filled in our local fjords to make them into mud flats. So for the environnental community seems little concerned with them.
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Post by pieter on Jun 6, 2019 14:06:18 GMT -7
Thank you, Pieter! That is the answer I was hoping for, giving us a quick but informative summary of this unusual (for most of us) coastal region. It was Wangerooge that I visited once; the only other time I have along the Baltic Sea (Nordee ?) was on the coasts of Lithuania, Kalinningrad and Latvia., which I must suggest as a destination if you ever have the opportunity. I was born on the shoreline (literally, the hospital is on the water's edge) of the Great Lakes, and grew up within 3km of Lake Erie, so large bodies of water hold a special place in my heart. I just did a quick and rough search for bio information about out mudflats an only found warnings about getting stuck in them. We have the second highest tides in North America, so walking out on the mud can be very deadly, and with Anchorage right on the shores, there is plenty of opportunity for the careless to get stuck. One of our fjords filled with wadde / mud at low tide: a view of Anchorage city between arms of the sea and the mountains, with mud flats at low tide: We are between the sea and the mountains. What it looks like from the air: and life in the higher reaches of the tidal flats, where inundation times are less, and water and ice scour are less: Kai
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Post by pieter on Jun 6, 2019 14:07:36 GMT -7
Karl, Friesland is taller and has wider spaces and a differant coast line, due to the Frisian Isles, called Wadden eilanden in the Netherlands. Pieter, the Wadden may mean the same as the Watte that I know from Germany, though I was only up there one time. What astounded me was that the Watte is a protected biological reserve! That is quite a shock to most all Americans, I expect, as we (I should speak only for myself!) simply think of mudflats (watten) as ... dead, useless land. The idea that it may be biologically alive and rich in life is shocking when we first hear that Perhaps you and Karl can tell us if there is there is much talk in your countries about the importance of these mudflats. We have them around Anchorage in Alaska as well, filling in what would otherwise be deep fjords around the city. Eons of time and erosion have filled in our local fjords to make them into mud flats. So for the environnental community seems little concerned with them. Kai There is little more for my self to add with Pieter has very well described in very excellent detail. Perhaps though, as an addition of the importance of the Waddensee. For it is not just a low flat land of tidal wash. It is important as one of the last protected flat lands in Europe. The importance was exemplified by joint agreement by The Netherlands, Germany and Dänemark with The Joint Declaration of protection of 9 Dec. 1982. The importance of preservation of these wet-lands is not for the sake of tourism, although the generation of income contributes considerable to the immediate economies in the local communities. But above the industry of tourism, is the importance of maintaining the health of these wetlands. For it is home to a very diverse number of wildlife/off shore fisheries/shell fish and migratory birdlife. The shell fish for the most part, determine the health of the surrounding waters. For in their means of survival, they process vast amounts of water for both food and oxygen in this exchange, is these little animals filter large quantities of water. If perhaps on upon notice of an absence of live shell fish, is in self and indication of a poisonous substance has entered the water and needs be traced to the source for elimination or make neutral. The sea is a living entity, it will under normal circumstance, be self regulating and will cleanse in a normal natural manner. But if perhaps a number of ships pump out their bilges too close to the coast line, the tidal currants will carry this bilge matter into the shell fish beds with destructive results. Light oil will float and if discharged out at sea, generally will dissipate through the natural process of evaporation and sea organisms that eat hydrocarbons and thusly make harmless for this type of discharge. The exception is heavy oil such as bunker oil. This type of discharge is extremely destructive, for some will float whilst the remainder will sink and in this process, poison what ever fish grounds may be in the path. It is long lasting and some cases will not dissipate for some many years. The following url is of the joint declaration of protection. www.waddensea-secretariat.org/tgc/Declaration.htmleu2012.dk/en/Meetings/Informal-Meetings/Jun/~/media/Files/Informal%20ministerial%20meetings/Informel%20AGRI/1903_Faktaark_FVM_Formandssk_The%20Wadden%20Sea_v3_5korr.pdfKarl
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Post by pieter on Jun 6, 2019 14:08:35 GMT -7
Dear Pieter
Your youtube presentation of: Mussel Days of Yerseke was so wonderful, I must say.....For I do enjoy to eat Mussels, with a large slice of bread and mug coffee.
Now at present, I ,miss so much of this, my home land and the smell and tast of the sea...
Thank you for presenting
Karl
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Post by pieter on Jun 6, 2019 14:09:18 GMT -7
Danish Wadden Sea IslandsWindmill on FanøThe Danish Wadden Sea Islands are a group of islands on the western coast of Jutland, Denmark. They belong to the new region of Southern Denmark since January 1, 2007. Previously they belonged to the counties of South Jutland and Ribe. The Danish islands differ from the German North Frisian Islands because no Frisians live on the Danish islands. The islandsFanø is located just off Esbjerg to which it is connected by a ferry. The main towns on Fanø are Nordby and Sønderho. Other towns include Fanø Vesterhavsbad and Rindby. The island is 16 km long and 5 km wide, and has an area of 56 km². As of 2005, about 3,169 people live there. A variety of environments is to be found on Fanø. Not surprisingly, a very common one is sand. The island's whole western shore is made up of beaches, and the sea off the island's northwest end is also home to the " Søren-Jessens-Sand", a vast sandbank. Fanø also has heath and a small pine wood. Mandø is a smaller island farther south, a bit farther from the mainland. It is Denmark's only Hallig, being much like the islands bearing that description among the German islands. A dike on Mandø keeps the sea at bay. Much of the islanders' history involve efforts to reclaim parts of their island from the sea. (Comment Pieter: That is very recognisable for Dutch people and Northern Germans like Karl) Rømø is currently the southernmost of Denmark's Wadden Sea Islands (a small uninhabited one called Jordsand was farther south, but sank in 1999, leaving behind only a sandbank). Rømø is linked to the Danish mainland by a road running across a causeway, and the island also lies only about 3 km from its German neighbour Sylt, to which it is connected by ferry. It is home to a number of small communities such as Kongsmark, Østerby, Lakolk, and Sønderstrand. There is also a small island among Denmark's share of the archipelago called Langli, which is to be found in the Ho Bugt north of Esbjerg. It is the northernmost island in the whole group. It was once part of a peninsula whose landward stretch was washed away in a storm tide centuries ago. Since then, another spit has formed to the west and now shields Langli from some of the sea's more destructive tendencies. Langli is nowadays home to a natural science station, housed in a villa built in the 20th century. Langli has an area of about 8 km² and can be reached from the mainland over an ebbevej (watershed) that is 3 km long. Jordsand and Koresand are two sandbanks in the Danish Wadden Sea. Jordsand is a former hallig. Just a reply at risk of irritation to our friends here....But was simply mindlessly reviewing your presentation and realized this was the coast of my former home of Esbjerg. What so dear memories now arrive.... Karl
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Post by pieter on Jun 6, 2019 14:10:19 GMT -7
Karl, Was Esbjerg the place where you grew up with your auntie in the final days of the second world war and the first post war years? You are a true Wadden coast man. because in the same time Cuxhaven also lays in the German Wadden sea and Frisian Islands area. Cheers, Pieter Pieter Yes, Esbjerg was my home beginning in 1941 whilst a bit over 1.5 years of age. Auntie was both my protector, mother and all that I am. Although Bremen was my birth city, I have no memories of. Auntie worked in the village in sail making, I do not remember her to have male visitors in our house. She was very protective and insured we {my self and her two daughters} were taken care of with plenty of food in the house whilst in her absence. I would suppose at present, my self would be considered as an illegal immigrant in Dänemark at that time, but then, who would of cared... At present as in past, still do I carry a bit of dialect that is some what an embarrassment, but then we are as we are. Yes, I would suppose in the vein of things, my self would be of the Wadden Coast. But then, as also of your self to be the same, for of Nederlandern, still you are of the sea as of my self. Our veins still are of the salt sea. You are so fortunate for being as you are in the Netherlands and not transplanted into another world with so many questions with out answers. I hated Germany for some time upon return to Cuxhaven. It was very lonely, but the family I lived with were very polite, asked no questions and were so very kind, actually too much for it broke my heart with my conscience. Auntie and cousins were all the family I had known for so many years. Still do I miss her, for in my times of difficultie, she would hug me so tight she would squezed my breath away and only after close to dying, she would let go and cry..This would simply break my heart to tears...Two cry babies in one house too much.. My story is only one of thousands, for of my country of so much suffering, brings of guilt to know I suffered not. Mit freundlichen Grüßen Karl
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Post by pieter on Jun 6, 2019 14:10:56 GMT -7
Pieter
Thank you so kindly for your very informative post reply, I must confess though, I do not deserve much consideration...for your question needs be an answer.
I speak often of Auntie with our her name, I must apologize for this, but it is necessary for to keep her name sacred. She was mothers sister and both were of Dänmark. Auntie died some years past, and Mother as also one year this previous Sept.
Mother had met Father as a young recent graduated Officer of Prussian Academy. He was dashing and very handsome. I was not to know him other then a few memories, for he was killed in the Russian campaign in 1944 with his Panzer crew and him self, I was then of years 3.5, I have no idea for why to live with Auntie for this was never spoken of.
For as fore mentioned, I hated to return to Germany and was not a very good boy, this was in years 1956. I loved my family in Dänemark and all that I had ever known was there. Mother had remarried I was not very nice to her husband. She had tried to bring us together prior whilst with her sister, but I refused her attempts, and this badly hurt her.
I hated Germany, I hated our military to leave us to the whims of the English military and was of mixed anger and fear against the Americans, I wanted to die, but was afraid to do so. In this manner, my anger and fear was vented against others.
The stupidities of youth!
The family that took me in, were close friends of mother, for as a previous favour, mother lent to them, the family home that had been Grandfathers summer home in Cuxhaven. The home had been taken over by the English military and apparently with mothers request, the house was relinquished to her control to then release it to the family for them to live in.
It was to them that I learnt to grow up. For all around us were people trying to make best of the post war time. Cuxhaven was in the control of both the English {British} and Americans, the Americans gave us nothing, but the English provided what was available in various home use such as: Blankets, medical access, Red Cross boxed tinned foods, powered milk and what was available of paraffin for our cook stoves.
As a stupid young rebellious 16 years old young man, compassion and tolerance was forced upon my self by events I could not control. Anger has only the fuel to cook upon and my anger soon burnt out..That what turned my anger, was the English military people in their attempt to help us, and the family that took me in with their carrying manner.
Pieter, the above is for reasons I deserve not any praise in what so ever.
What though deserves very much though, is praise of your parents and what they lived through with strength and courage. For you mother, bless her heart, she must have suffered considerably being Polish and her love and devotion to your father. She must have endured so much to know her country was destroyed and her, yours, family in Poland were suffering.
It is not proper I should ask, but her family, your family in Poland, were they to survive the war? I do trust so they have so with great hope..
I was laughing {with you} your consternation with your accent and difficulty in public speaking...It would appear we both suffer the similar malady........For also do I suffer still whilst preparing and in initial speaking infront of a group of people...
My saving grace in speaking to a group, is I must preplan my content by reviewing several phases of the material for any flaws, weaknesses, any possible questions and best how to answer those questions if to be asked. Prepare visual aids to the best with the equipment available.
The worse moments,,is the initial stand up, walk to the up desk and introduce my self and subject. For at that moment, it seems that a million eyes are drilling into my self, and I still become shaky. Once though to open the mouth and begin, nothing matters from that point on except the presentation of the material...
If to convince others of a programme, or sell the programme for acceptance. As a personal tactic, I look for the person{s} with the most doubting look, and use them for the best people to convince. Some times it back fires against me, but most often it works...if fortionanant...
Karl
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Post by pieter on Jun 6, 2019 14:11:19 GMT -7
Pieter
I am so sorry for our family losses in the war. It would so seem very few were spared. I was not aware of your family losses at both Katyn and the Warsaw Ghetto uprising, then to your Grandfather being humiliated by the Polish Stalinist Communist. Un fortunately due to his position and as a teacher, these are the people as leadership such a take over will target.
I am very sorry for the above..
I must though say,,my intentions of first was to delete out my post as being too much revealing, but at present, I think perhaps you had fore seen this as of the present...
It is strange is it not..For our beginnings in life to determine our present....I am quite sure as of you, to look back to your childhood and mark the progression of your life by the years. Those events and changes that took place at a particular time that would be a marker in your life..
My self during my trials in life, I have always enjoyed poetry and would sit and read in solitude. For as not joining in with my classmates, two of my age, asked if to join them in some evening readings close by a nearby park. This was my integration with other school children of my age.
If the weather was good, we then would each pick out two perhaps three for reading. All of us would sit in a large circle in the evening, whilst the reader of his/her poetry would then recite a reading. If was fun, we were a small group for Cuxhaven was not the large in population then, with this, most every one knew the other by name or face.
In this manner, we were all equal and looked after the other even in times of conflict. After a period of anger, life took over and lessons learnt.
I would imagine Pieter, your life was similar for you do have a very strong love for the arts and painting. I would wonder if this stems from our manner of living in difference from those people far inland?
Karl
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Post by pieter on Jun 6, 2019 14:11:37 GMT -7
Pieter Just a short reply of your mention of reading. For your high interest in Viking stories, was so interesting, for as also of my self. In my imagination as a young fellow, to be a viking to hunt the dragon ships of the Saxons was to be my dream. One of my friends we shared in play when of years 11, we made our own shields and swords from scrap wood and metal the English would throw into a heap. My self, I had found in one of the scrap heaps, a sizable alloy flat sheet, whilst my friend found a large {to us} round steel lid once used as a garbage barrel lid. We made up a frame work to use as a base for our shields, mine was roman square design whilst his was of Viking design. He formed a large sword which was proper, whilst my weapon was a handled club. Upon our shields we drew the form of the Raven as our banner to scare heck out of the Saxon vikings {all in our imaginations} then proceeded to hammer one another with our wooden weapons until they broke and our shields become junk from the beating...Whilst our arms bore the brunt of large bruises and some cuts....It was fun for us, and a opportunity to test our selves for the day we both would be grown up.. Is it some what a wonder little boys manage to survive to grow up??? www.vikinganswerlady.com/banners.shtmlKarl
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Post by pieter on Jun 6, 2019 14:15:14 GMT -7
Pieter
Yes, that is typical Cuxhaven build, the roof and buildings must be very solid and heavy to withstand the North Sea winds and at times, very heavy rain in winter.
I do not remember the old fishing harbour at this moment or the district name where our house was.. Cuxhaven was not that large at that time for a district, it was just known.
Thank once again for your thoughts and presentation of my old home, very much appreciated..
Karl {the humble}
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Post by pieter on Jun 6, 2019 14:16:19 GMT -7
Pieter
Thank you for your interest in presenting very well done url images of our land..I think you think the similar with your travel experience through the land of Dänemark {Esjberg and Cuxhaven}, our lands are not that different, for they are the low lands of the North Sea. We then are shaped by this environment with the result, that other then the language and customs, we are not that different, you and my self.
We are people of the sea, that is our blood, our body, mind and soul, that is what we are.
Thank you for presenting the situation of the sailors wrath. You are so correct in speaking of the temperament of these fisher sailors. They live a hard life in earning their bread, and with such nonsense people as Green Peace. It is not difficult for them to resent such foreigners intrusion to make more difficult their lively hood with their nonsense. These people are an irritation in any language.
Some years back, they {Green Peace} made such a mess with their boats in Hamburg, the patrol boats were called in to restore order in the harbour. In the process, one of the Green Peace speed boats attempted to block one of the patrol boats and were run over and sunk.
With the above, on land, the large crowds were following this agitation into riots. What resulted was a call in of military fighter craft to fly low over the crowd with a high speed fly over..It rattle windows, deafened people and frightened heck out of them.
It did bring about the desired results. The riot was disbanded with many arrest completed. The political fall out was another matter..
Karl
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Post by pieter on Jun 6, 2019 14:16:58 GMT -7
Pieter Thank you for your reply and good thoughts. I was with warning bells in back of my head with my last reply to you, I felt some thing was missing. With your very well written reply, exampled for what I had not done, thank you.... You are very correct in your manner of reply, for although we share the similar world of our environment. It is though, the foundation of what we are that differs. The foundation of your self was set many years past by your Dutch Father, and Polish mother.. Actually, to my thinking, this is a good mix, for in this, you have the advantage of two different worlds with the ability and acceptance of interaction. With this, the overcoming of odds by the love of both your parents, with their devotion to each other, is transferred to both your self and your sister. For it is very evident of your sensitivity with understanding of others. With this is a special sense of trancending social boundaries of class and culture. I would say this is a result of your family life, and this is good. For others would in this stead, find it rather difficult of being amongst others not of their culture but of a diverse over their own. We consider our selves as a classless society being of a Demoratice Republic. But in reality, same most always will gravitate to same, it is the nature of us humans. For we enjoy to be in comfortable surroundings and with people we feel comfortable with.. But your self, this is not, for as an artist and photographer, you are accepted accross most all boundaries of class and culture. With this, your occupation that will provide and additional key to open most all locks of most boundary crossing rather be it cultural, class or economic closed society. It is not strange, it is simply the manner of acceptance.. What is remarkable, is being though yourself from your mothers side, of Polish West Slavic, is we both get-along-very well. I had previously considered this to be solely of our mutual environment of our lives. But, in due consideration, I think perhaps there is more to this. It matters little of culture/family standing or/and social standing, I think it is the personal standards and that what makes up the person, is strength of character..Or, as off spring of an old family of values, Aristocrat. A long word with a great number of responsibilities to ones self, and to others. The following url is a study for better understanding of the Polish world. Thought perhaps to share with you. www.kwintessential.co.uk/resources/global-etiquette/poland.htmlI must thank you for the {you tube} of", Death of Solde". I have always enjoyed the works of Richard Wagner, and especially ," The Rings". Within my mind, and I think of yours, Wagner was a renegade within the music world of his time. He took for his subjects, the Nordic mystic world, and relived them through his music. A wonderious feat in his time.. More or less as of the present, a producer for the cinema will take a book of what only a few know of, and bring the story into the present world for the audience by use of actors. Pieter, at times of this nature, I realize my knowledge of the early world of the Nederlanden is limited in respect to mythology of the early peoples of your land. I have failed to explore your world through your eyes and all that makes you what you are.. Karl
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Post by pieter on Jun 6, 2019 14:17:57 GMT -7
Pieter Just a short reply of your mention of reading. For your high interest in Viking stories, was so interesting, for as also of my self. In my imagination as a young fellow, to be a viking to hunt the dragon ships of the Saxons was to be my dream. One of my friends we shared in play when of years 11, we made our own shields and swords from scrap wood and metal the English would throw into a heap. My self, I had found in one of the scrap heaps, a sizable alloy flat sheet, whilst my friend found a large {to us} round steel lid once used as a garbage barrel lid. We made up a frame work to use as a base for our shields, mine was roman square design whilst his was of Viking design. He formed a large sword which was proper, whilst my weapon was a handled club. Upon our shields we drew the form of the Raven as our banner to scare heck out of the Saxon vikings {all in our imaginations} then proceeded to hammer one another with our wooden weapons until they broke and our shields become junk from the beating...Whilst our arms bore the brunt of large bruises and some cuts....It was fun for us, and a opportunity to test our selves for the day we both would be grown up.. Is it some what a wonder little boys manage to survive to grow up??? www.vikinganswerlady.com/banners.shtmlKarl
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Post by karl on Jun 6, 2019 15:16:33 GMT -7
Pieter
To say the least was my self a bit overladen with guilt, for these previous post although quite old, are entirely those of my own with out yours..My face is red...But thank you..
Karl
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