This all depends on the way you look at it. Not being too full of myself I gladly settle on us following the rain. Maybe we're just doing this to prepare our self to the rough conditions of the south.

We've met this old and wise Dutch man who's been sailing the southern seas for years and years. It is the first time I actually meet someone that has been sailing the route we're planning to do, until now I only talked to people who haven't been there and so have a false idea of the thing. They pack Patagonia with their fears and their demons, looking at us like we're a bunch of fools. Maybe we go there because we want to face our demons, and what better place to do that? An environment rough and though, nature untouched, and us. So the man came on board and checked to see if there were things that needed change for the big seas but to my eyes he seemed satisfied about what he saw. This was a bit of comfort for me, he talked a bit about the conditions out there and that as well gave me comfort. The conditions that are said to be unpredictable seem to have a pattern that is predictable, what a soothing concept for my guts.

Here in Jacare nothing happens really, we don't like the town too much, we had to fight hours and hours on a row to find a cash machine that would allow our international card, when we finally got the money it was late and the restaurants had no food left for us, we finally found a dark restaurant in a dark and scary alley, so we ate there. The city has nerve wrecking energy, and we came back to our anchorage quite exhausted.

So, yesterday we took a day off, lazily strolling on the beach, making a few quite unsuccessful attempts at beach ball. Then went on saving, or hoping to save a little fish that had stranded on the beach as the tide was pulling back. When I smoothly let go of the fish I told him to make sure to swim that way as I extended my arm to the horizon. I wished him a long and happy life, walked to a food stand and had a delicious fish burger...

Jacare (Barzil) - 16/06/2005