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Hoka Mafate Speed 2

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La Réunion - Jour 11

5h30 : La réveil fait mal et la journée s'annonce pas facile, en tout cas pour moi qui ne suis pas le plus sportif qui soit : nous partons en randonné au Cirque de Mafate.

Le point de rendez-vous est à la Possession, où nous rejoignons un taxi navette qui nous emmène jusqu'au début du parcours. Le rodéo commence !

Nous attaquons la boucle par le côté le plus difficile d'abord, la montée vers les enfers… Il aura fallu quelques beaucoup d'effort, de larmes et presque du sang pour arriver au village Grand place Cayenne, en 2h45.

Une fois posé dans ce village coloré, notre guide nous informe qu'il est possible de se rajouter une boucle de 2h pour les plus motivés.

Je me suis empressé de NE PAS y aller.

Je suis donc resté me reposer un peu les jambes pendant que nous mangions et nous avons eu l'agréable visible d'une petite chatte qui est venu réclamer quelques caresses. Nous l'avons baptisé Gyoza.

Après le retour des guerriers, nous reprenons la marche. Cette fois-ci, vu que nous avions déjà fait toute la montée, le chemin est plus agréable puisque composé principalement de descente.

Nous descendons jusqu'à un petit spot très très stylé pour se baigner malgré le froid et le vent clairement présent à ce moment. Personne d'autre pour nous gêner, let's go !

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Hoka Mafate Speed 2

[freshthoughts2020]

[zvaigzdelasas]

[Globes is Private Israeli Media]

Azerbaijan has decided to procure Israel's Sky Dew system to detect aerial threats, Azerbaijan media outlet "Aze.Media" reports.

Sky Dew, which is one of the largest aerial detection systems of its kind, was developed jointly by Israel's Ministry of Defense, Defense Research and Development Directorate (DDR&D - MAFAT), headed by Dr. Danny Gold and the US Missile Defense Agency (MDA). The systems monitors various aerial threats including cruise missiles and drones.

The observation and detection balloon is designed to be used as an integrated tool within the overall air defense system, to complete the air control picture together with other systems in air forces. The platform is manufactured by US company TCOM, which is based in Maryland, while the radar system is produced by Israel Aerospace Industries (IAI) ELTA division.

10 Mar 24

[JPost is Private Israeli Media]

Azerbaijan Airlines announced last Friday that it will resume its flights to Israel as of March 19.[...]

Azerbaijan Airlines had previously canceled flights to Israel when the war broke out on October 7.

Azerbaijan's director of tourism in Israel, Jamilya Talibzadeh, said: "We are happy to return to operating flights to Israel and expect to double the number of Israeli tourists in Baku."

11 Mar 24

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HOKA / MAFATE THREE2 via dahoodhk

[bezesta]

Mariage dans les hauts de La Réunion, Mafate (été 1986)

[have-you-been-here]

CIRQUE DE MAFATE, Ile de La Reunion, France

[needtowriteaf]

Ti pa ti pa !

Kan ou té i Gard a mwin dan zyé,

Mon kér té i chap konm un canot’

dan’ l’embouchure rivièr langevin.

Mon corps té i tremb,

Mon lang té maille en dan’ mon bouch,

Mwin la pérd’ ziska mon kozé..

Melanz créole ek bon fransé !

Ô mon l’aimé !

Kan ou té i ténir for mon main,

mi té laiss l’émotion monté..

Ti pa ti pa !

Kan ou té i gard a mwin dan zyé,

Mon kér té i bat derrièr mon dos..

Mon rein té i tourn’

Konm si un ti l’air maloya !

Ou kraz mon pér,

Ou krak mon kér,

Konm un Kayamb semb un roulér,

Néna poin moin si n’a poin ou,

Na poin la montagne san la mér

Ni bon cary san bon l’odér !

Ô mon gâté !

Continié gard a moin dan zyé,

Éclair somin ek ton limiér..

Ti pa ti pa,

Aou semb moin,

N’a mont mafat konm maronér,

n’a mélanz créole tout’ koulér,

N’a mont bana,

Trouv un maniér..

Po fé nout l’amour saut la mér 🌊

#20desemb 🇷🇪

[fatehbaz]

A small shed had been added to my grandmother’s house years ago. Some boards were laid across the joists at the top, and between these boards and the roof was a very small garret [...] … There was no admission for either light or air. My uncle Phillip, who was a carpenter, had very skillfully made a concealed trap-door [...] … To this hole I was conveyed as soon as I entered the house. The air was stifling; the darkness total. A bed had been spread on the floor … The rats and mice ran over my bed; but I was weary, and I slept such sleep as the wretched may, when a tempest has passed over them …

This was how Harriet Jacobs described her loophole of retreat in her autobiography published in 1861. Drawing on Jacobs, Simone Leigh has invited us to transform the loophole of retreat into a symbol of fortitude, resilience, and agency for black women. Reflecting on these powerful words and invitation, I would like to reflect on historical practices of hiding and retreating to protect black people’s lives, to gather strength, to survive, to invent ways of making kin and families, and to preserve love in a loveless world [...].

When I was fourteen years old, I organized a series of walks with a group of friends that lasted two to three weeks through the mountains of my home on the island La Réunion, a French colony since the eighteenth century and then, since 1946, a French overseas territory. I wanted to discover a world which bears the Malagasy names of the maroons who rejected the names with which slave owners had marked them as objects of commerce. They gave themselves names that expressed refusal and dreams of freedom: Tsimendef (from Tsi Mandevi, which means “not a slave”), Mafate (from Mahafaty, which means “one who kills”), Dimitile (from the Malagasy word for “the watchman”), Tsilaos (from Tsy ilaozana, which means “a space that one does not abandon”), or Anchaing and Heva. [...]

Despite centuries of imposed silence about the struggles against slavery and slavery itself, by carving their names on the island, maroons kept their presence alive, their mark stronger than colonial denial. [...] Carving spaces of freedom in a world organized around black unfreedom; a world that proclaimed that there was no alternative to the enslavement of black women and men and that this was as natural as day and night.

Marooning, whether it was for hours, for some days, or for decades, tore apart this naturalization and affirmed that there was an alternative. Looking down from the mountains, maroons made their presence felt; their very existence threatened the colonial order. Colonial power waged a long war against them with hunters cutting their ears to prove they had been killed or bringing them back for public punishment: torture, dismemberment, branded in the face, hung, burned alive. Yet, they never surrendered from their retreat. [...]

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I also learned that creating spaces of freedom depended on patience and a kind of true but rare courage [...]. Their stories enlighten another temporality than the Western [...] one of progress, defeat, victory, and triumph over matter, all processes understood as enforcing submission, crushing all obstacles, laying to waste. In the spaces and places where white supremacy requires the performance of daily rituals of humiliation, of masterly control over the body and all kinds of matter, the practice of claiming a loophole of retreat means creating one’s own forms of freedom, endurance, perseverance, fortitude, as well as cunning; it means learning to play stupid, [...] to gather information in order to distract those in power.

When I think of a loophole of retreat, I think of the enslaved domestic who had to stand silent behind her owner [...]. She pretended not to see but saw, she pretended not to listen while collecting facts. I think of the intellectual history of slave revolts as told by the historian Julius S. Scott in The Common Wind: Afro-American Currents in the Age of the Haitian Revolution (2019), which tells the story of the intercontinental and Caribbean trans-island networks that tied enslaved communities and ensured the rapid transmission of mutinies and insurrections. [...]

Today climate change is being discussed in terms of crisis and as making necessary a cleaning of the planet, but by whom and for whom will the planet be cleaned? Clean air, clean water, and clean space have always been distributed along segregated lines. The colonial/racial spatial division prefigured the world in which we live: to the rich go the whitened green parks, clean water, spaces of leisure, birds and flowers, and the poor and the black and brown are left with dirty water, polluted air, polluted soil. [...]

[H]ow do we develop a politics of visibility and invisibility both for fighting in the open and for building spaces of retreat away from the constant racial-sexist gaze of State surveillance and control?

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All text above by: Françoise Vergès. “Politics of Marooning and Radical Disobedience.” e-flux journal #105. December 2019. [Bold emphasis and some paragraph breaks/contractions added by me. Presented here for commentary, teaching, criticism purposes.]

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Hoka Mafate Speed 2

[lesgenouxdanslegif]

FRANCIS.

Bientôt le prochain album de Francis d’Haene Cabrel, incluant « Un vendredi matin dans Mafate », « Assis sur un caillou » et « J’avais mal, j’ai mal et j’aurai mal ».

[generalofficestudio]

https://kith.com/blogs/kith/kith-editorial-for-hoka-mafate-speed-2

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HOKA Mafate Three 2

[mijureunion]

Hello ! Il est tard, mais je ne veux pas laisser nos fans sur la touche ! J'ai cru comprendre que certains attendaient avec impatience l'article du jour !

Aujourd'hui, on s'est levés tôt, au secours ! 6h ou 6h30, quel enfer ! Mais ça valait le coup. On a rejoint Nicole et Bruno, qui nous ont emmené au point de vue du Maido ! Sur place, le vue sur le cirque de Mafate et sur le piton des neiges était superbe, surtout qu'on avait un temps magnifique ! Bon par contre, j'étais bien content de ne pas avoir eu à conduire jusque là, la route est très très sinueuse... On en reparlera.

Bon celle là, tout le monde l'a vue sur Facebook... Mais maintenant on sait que c'est le piton des neiges en face !

Ensuite, on est partis sur le sentier de la glacière. Bon, on a peut-être surestimé nos jambes pour le coup ! Mais le paysage était si beau... On était déjà bien au dessus des nuages (entre 2100 et 2400m d'altitude), du coup tantôt les nuages nous traversaient, tantôt on les voyait passer par dessus la crête, poussés par le vent. Impressionnant !

Notre endroit de pique-nique. Très beau, par contre on s'approchait pas trop du bord, sinon c'est la descente rapide pour le cirque de Mafate, partie du volcan à l'arrêt - le piton des neiges - qui s'est effondrée !

Pour le chemin du retour, plutôt que de rebrousser chemin, on a décidé de rentrer par le sentier de la crête. Donc on a eu la compagnie des nuages pratiquement jusqu'à la fin ! Moins de blabla, plus de photos :

Toiles d'araignée ? Non, c'est du lichen qui pousse sur les arbres !

On crapahute !

Y a de grandes parties qui ont cramé ce dernières x années...

Une statue de la Vierge au milieu des nuages, avec l'apparition imprévue du papillon !

Descente vers la mer de nuages

Bon, on était complètement vidés à l'arrivée. Mais le pire restait à venir. Deux fois. D'abord, la route du retour. En ayant pris le soleil et en étant bien crevé, les nombreux lacets er virages de la route m'ont retourné l'estomac... Arrivé au gîte, j'étais content de descendre de voiture !! Ensuite, eh bien j'ai tenu une semaine à la Réunion sans coup de soleil, mais là malheureusement... Ça fait mal. Bah. Ça passera !

Demain, on va jouer au flipper ! (Jeu de mots, attention)