Loc: Isla behind Punta Escoces
Dist: 46,5 km
Start: 6:15 End: 16:00
The second last of those gifted days with following wind going south east – tomorrow another 29,5 km, and I am at the boarder to Colombia! I’ll cross the Golf, then it goes “uphill” again…
The paddling would have been quite pleasant, if I’d not been that tired. My scratching orgies kept me awake for a long while, and left horrible looking lower legs with fat lumps, some of them blisters. I carefully opened a few tonight, and right then put the Cortisone cream on it again. I may have a day off again at the border village in Colombia.
Besides, I heard some voices around 4.30 am, but no engine, and the night was over anyway. Are those guys with their cayucos also out at night? Must be…as long as I am not getting early visitors.
At least I paddled past a few cayucos in the early morning, and I guess the next village is behind me, so they must have been paddling at night. All waved friendly, some shouted to come close – but I can’t talk to them all and just waved back.
Yesterday night already and old larger ship was passing by, and the two guys told me this is a ship coming from Colombia doing some trade with the Kuna villages. I saw three more of similar size and quality today. As the Kuna ought to be big in trading, trading with Colombia must be efficient – I will see what my Colombia Navy guys will tell me soon.
I chose a shady beach of an island again for my camp site, this time no boat to be seen – hopefully all night. An old housing site, even built out of concrete, was hidden in the bush though, and a palm tree shelter with fireplace, but obviously not really recently used. I put up my tent on a clear space in the palm tree forrest, caring about the possibility of falling coconuts again… some pictures of the sites, some snorkeling on the bit muddy reef, and I jumped into my sand-fly free tent. Here there seem to be only a few big ones – easy to kill!
The scenery has changed over the last two days, the islands becoming a bit more rocky and less sandy, but also free of mangroves. As mangroves breed the tiny sand flies, I guess, this is at least something…