Daysail to Ponto Do Curral

A trip had been arranged to Ponto do Curral about 6 miles down river from Galeao.

Ron and Marli went on Sula and I went with my guest crew for the day Marilza who is a friend of Marli.


Our anchorage on the inside of Ponto do Curral.


Ponto do Curral is a narrow spit opposite Morro de Sao Paulo. On one side is the river sea canal where we anchored and on the other side is the ocean.

Günter had to leave yesterday as he needed to reach Porto Seguro in order to meet his girlfriend Marianne. He phoned when not far from Ilhéus.

Hola Günter



Brazilian bikinis are not known for their large expanses of fabric and Marilza's was no exception.



I was told, however that there are ones even smaller than these that are known as "dental floss". My Tilley hat looks pretty good too.


At the entrance to this waterway is a very large sandbank which is mostly submerged at high water. However the river is silting up and the sandbank is getting larger. We went for a walkabout at low water.

Ron landing his dinghy.


It was a lovely sunny day. We did some walking, swam a bit and generally relaxed.

Marilza had to get the bus back to town from a nearby village. She passed dinghy competent crew with flying colours. Here she is driving the dinghy ashore.


Ron's and Marli's parrot "Pirate"


Our two boats remained at anchor over night and returned to Galeao this afternoon.





Jogging - Ilha de Tinharé

Ron called early and suggested a run. He is ex army special forces and very fit. Günter is an accomplished marathon runner. I'm not a runner but went along anyway and managed to keep up. We did about an hour along tracks leading inland from Galeão and came back via the Mirante.



I was a bit hot afterwards, obviously not as fit as I should be.


Ron's girlfriend Marli in domestic mode.



Generei. the chef at a beachside restaurant kindly offered a shower after the run.


Then it was time to clean the dinghy.


Back to the restaurant a bit later for lunch with Marli and Günter. A table was set for us by the water.


This is where one normally sits.


This dish is the nicest food I have had in Brazil. It's called Moceca (I think).


Yum yum.


Thanks Günter for the excellent photos.

Election Rally

Today Galeåo really livened up. Assorted boats arrived with lots of day trippers and one boat arrived to hold a rally in support of a candidate in the upcoming Bahian elections.

Party political worker, Brazilian style.
Unfortunately still photographs do not do justice to her wiggle.




Loud music is played and free beer dispensed.



I'm not sure whether this is a donkey or not.


Ahhh. They love the camera.


Later we dropped off our laundry. Donna Gina (age 73) at the laundry with Ron behind.


Heading back.


Two chefs. Günter with Generei.


A display of Capoeira. A ritual fighting dance. These men are very fit.


The internet cafe in Galeão. We were told it would be open but it wasn't. The owner had joined everyone else at the beach.


Thanks Günter for the photos.

Heavy Rain

Bad news this morning. My last jar of Vegemite has gone mouldy. Probably not surprising as it was well past the use by date.


Heavy rain during the morning of our first day in Galeao. It is a very sheltered anchorage off the village. Although the village only has around 1900 inhabitants it has about 30 bars/cafes, several stores and an internet cafe.



We went ashore for a walk around the village. This imposing ruin is in an advanced state of decay. It's origins are unknown.


Brazilian ants at work. Their paths are clearly visible.


A view from Mirante Galeao towards Morro de São Paulo.



The church at Mirante Galeao.


Our anchorage from the Mirante.


Main street Galeao.


Thanks Günter for the photos.