Tak abych to zkratil protoze tu v Kolumbii nemaji hacky... Z Martiniku jsme pluli na Curacao a cestou zastavili na ostrovech Los Roques, coz je Venezuela. Snorchlovali jsme tam nad koraly a jedli hormony vyhnane slepice, anebo to byli ti pelikani co kolem litali? Pak jsme zastavili na ostrovech Los Aves, kde je spoustu ptaku a ryb a humru co se skvele hodi do paelly. Pote co jsme dopluli na Curacao jsem opustil lod a s Jessicou, co se k nam pridala na Los Roques, jsme se vydali hledat lod do Kolumbie. Nasli jsme ji po dvou tydnech. Po dvou nebo trech tydnech oprav a priprav a nocovani ve stanu pod lodi jsme dali lod do vody a s mnohymi technickymi problemy vypluli. Plavba na Arubu byla poklidna, motor moc nefungoval a tak kdyz jsme dopluli, malem jsme ztroskotali v pristavu protoze bez motoru zaparkovat lod mezi ostatni lode je tezke. Nastesti nam ale pomohli svorni prodejci ovoce z Venezuely a lod jsme spolecne zachranili. Na Arube nas asi petkrat kontrolovala pobrezni hlidka jestli nahodou nemame na palube kokain a protoze jsme pluli pres koralove utesy, kde hrozilo ze take ztroskotame. Na Arube kapitan odletel do USA na jakesi jednani a tak jsme se bez nej 4 clenove posadky vydali do Kolumbie, kam jsme s trochou stesti trefili i pres silny vitr a vlny. V Santa Marte v pristavu jsme opet malem ztroskotali, ale nakonec vse dobre dopadlo a ja se ocitl konecne po pul roce na pevne zemi Jizni Ameriky.
To make it short... From Martinique we sailed to Curacao. On the way there we passed by the islands of Venezuela the Los Roques and the Los Aves. In Curacao I left the boat and continued looking for a new one to Colombia with Jessica from Venezuela that entered to the previous boat in Los Roques. After two weeks we found it and after another two weeks of hard working we were ready to go to Aruba. We had many technical problems especially with the engine that could work always just a couple of minutes so we almost crashed the boat arriving to Aruba trying to park the boat in a marina. In Aruba we had been controlled by the coast guard four or five times. We were a suspicious boat that could be trafficking cocain. But not. The captain left to USA to do some bussines so we continued without him 4 members of the crew. With a little big bit of luck we found the way to Santa Martha, where we almost crashed the boat again, but not. So finally I had arrived to Colombia like this after almost half of the year of travelling.
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| Los Roques |
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| Los Roques - Jessica y el capitan Pepe |
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| Los Aves |
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| Curacao |
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| Jessica |
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| Garbage that the currents in the Carribean sea bring from Venezuela and Trinidad y Tobago. |
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| Timo and his dog |
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| Curacao - repairing winches... |
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| repairing the engine... |
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| cleaning the steel cables holding the mastil... |
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| and finally... |
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| ... going ... |
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| to Aruba! |
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| The first morning in Aruba. A broken tube of the old Perkins engine. Later on we had discovered many other broken parts of the engine and passed many adrenaline moments in the sea with it. |
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| Going to Colombia. |
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| Arriving to Colombia. |
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| Santa Marta |
