Tue 10/02-2015 Day 777

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Highlights: What a lovely small beach, just for myself!
Lowlights: Got kicked off from a “private” beach
Launch: Sheltered beach
Landing: Sheltered beach
Pos: here
Loc: Tiny personal beach
Acc: tent
Dist: 43,4 km
Start: 6:15 End: 16:50

It feels so different sleeping in your tent, but feeling 100% safe! Thanks to Gabriel and his crew to let me stay in their boat shed.I am well rested, and keen to go on. The crossing over to the mainland first, the dreaded Punta Juatinga stayed 2 km away.It were dead calm seas and wind until now. Why was this point supposed to be so infamous? It is Punta Negra with it’s very high mountain which let the wind fall down stronger than fore casted and right into my face.

I was fighting a solid 15 knots SW wind all the 10 km crossing up to Punta Negra, with choppy seas and quite some hard work. Nothing serious, but not really necessary…close to the rocks the wind may be a bit less, I thought, and hit the shore about 2 km before the island close to Punta Negra. Not really calmer here, just the same…so I kept on punching right into it wit 3-4 km/h No big deal, but I was happy to be around the real high barren rocky point. If there would be something existing like rock boarding – and ideal slope of probably 300 m or such! Maybe some stunt guy will soon roll it down in roller skates or roller skis including the jump at the end or such. Quite intimidating to just look uphill from down the water line…

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From behind the point the wind calmed down with no mountains any more to blow from, and things got easy. I was aiming to a small beach before an unnamed city, but a fancy private house with a white plastic leopard in the backyard seemed to occupy the whole beach being private.I didn’t feel comfortable here as on land there was no one to ask, but a small boat came soon from the harbor watch point up to the bay while I was already afloat again who said all beaches here around this city are private. What a fucking place…

But I had other options around the next point, and discovered even a tiny beach before a larger one I was heading to which I haven’t even marked yet. A campsite between the rocks from fishermen, with a small river for fresh water from the green unspoiled forest was ideal for me. No people here, but I didn’t take the camp spot but rather put up my tent and parked my boat fully unseen behind a huge rock. Great! Now I just hope no other campers will be arriving late for the site…

1 comment on “Tue 10/02-2015 Day 777

Frances Price

Glad you found a private site all your own, Freya. Some people have to own everything. 🙁 Hope you are rested for tomorrow’s journey. Happy paddling!

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