Acc: Navy boat
Dist: 50 km
Start: 6:35 End: 15:05
Tomorrow’s estimated landing: Isla Gorgona
I slept like a baby, deep and sound. The guys moved the boat last night before bedtime from the jetty into fourth position anchoring in the middle of the dead calm river – for reason of security and less mosquitoes. I now found out how they were sleeping – three were strapping hammocks across behind the wheel, and the fourth was on the thick sleeping pad beside my kayak. We all got a good rest!
The short ride out of the river mouth was bumpy, and the leap into my kayak was a bit tricky today from the moving boat. I almost fell in! But this would have been the least problem in warm water and warm air. I’d be wet allover sooner or later anyway!
One turtle, one dolphin plus a few pelicans was the animal selection for today, I really miss the many seals further south! I’d not say the paddling without spotting animals is boring, but surely less interesting. I had good wind and current push again, and I was done way too soon with my planned 50 km for the day.
In between, my Navy boat got a visit from another Navy boat – and later I got presented with another mango from my well-caring Teniente Dario from Tumaco. Thanks, Dario! Even here you were thinking about my well-being…
Actually, the daily food ration is sort of a highlight – what is next to consume in my day hatch or under deck bag? I got now one mango per day until Buenaventura – and I cut it in three pieces to have more of it. You have to please yourself!
One boat exactly like the huge seized one loaded with many petrol barrels was passing us today in high speed – it had no label on it showing it was legal or illegal…
When I was done paddling for the day, my bodyguards fished me out of the water again, and we were heading right into one of the biggest deepest mangrove channel river system to a relatively big village called Mosquera. No road access, just from the water! I’d never would have been getting here, if it was not with my boys! Actually, I also enjoy the high speed ride with the boat at the end of the day, but also am mourning all those nice beaches I can not land on myself and camp freely in front of the green jungle…but they are mostly fully under water on high tide anyway. Tidal range is now up to 4 meters, and the current accordingly in between.
Heading into Mosquera, we landed right in the middle of a heavy civil war!!
About twenty kiddies with self-made water guns were fighting each other heavily like any othe kiddies would be doing in any pool of the world! Just that the pool here was the dark brown muddy river. They were jumping fromn the jetties, shooting the guns, spraying with foam and painting themselves with some washable paint. It must be still carnival, today in Mosquera! Later, the teenagers joined in, and actually all the time I was tempted to jumps also from the jetty, showing off an old white lady’s still skillful somersault! But if I’d be jumping into this water, I may come out with a different skin color…then I rather took up the offer from the chief of the police station to have a full shower there, and to look after my skin…
The kids did their best to show off, for us five and for the many well-armed soldiers also patrolling around here like in Tumaco. I even got cell phone reception here in the middle of the channels! Hope we are anchoring again later in the middle of the calm river…it’s quite noisy here! But nice!