In
March 2011 the volcano Bromo was highly activ, now the
all-year old Kasada celebration take place. The Kasada
festival is an Hindoo procession, which starts at the round
of the entire Tengger caldera. The last station is the
approaching road to the volcanic temple at Bromo.


The
procession was announced for midnight but began much
later, around 2:30 clock. If you fought yourself through
the dense fog down at the caldera you will be fascinated
of the unique religious customs and relics at the temple.
Legend of Mount Bromo
There is legend related to
Mount Bromo and the region of Tengger. According to this
legend, there was a 15th century princess named Roro Anteng
from Majapahit who started a principality with her husband
Joko Seger. They named the principality Tengger, an amalgam
of the last syllable of both their names. Being childless
for many years, the royal couple made a trip up Mount Bromo
to seek the help of the mountain gods in granting them a
child. The gods agreed to their request, telling them that
they would have 25 children, but demanded that they
sacrifice their final child. Together, the couple had 24
children. When the last and final child was born, Roro
Anteng refused to sacrifice it. The mountain gods sent fire
and pumice until she finally relented. After the child was
thrown into the crater of the volcano, his voice was heard
asking that an annual ceremony be performed to appease the
gods. The ceremony was still being performed to this day. It
takes place on the 14th day of the full moon Kesodo
After
some homage speeches, which are dedicated to the volcano god
of Bromo, high solemnly the crater edge of the volcano
was climbed with torches, flambeaus and twisted palm handles.


Here is
also marked that experienced procession professionals can
get lost in the dense fog. Of course I followed the
erring runner group.
But if
you arise out ot from the dense nebula layer to the dawn
light, beside the impressive mysteriously masked volcanic
landscape the solemn esprit of this meeting get offereed to
you. At the crater edge closely pushed
rice, fruits, vegetables, flowers, money, cigarettes and
livestock are sacrificed to the mountain gods.


But the oblations were
actually none in the usual sense. In the crater a crowd of
approximately 50 people already were waiting for the oblations.
Impressing, when behind them the steaming depth of the
volcanic vent appears. With nets and other catching aids they tried
to catch the big hunks. It seemed to me that poultry
was most popular.

