The fibreglass guys came to do the daggerboard, and the good news is that it looks easily fixable and they gave us a very reasonable quote, less than the cost of hauling out. They seem to be very aware that they get the shape exactly right or it won’t go back!
The sail loft is closed for his holiday, so Rowan has a break from that chore! He is nailing his list of chores which is very impressive, he even skipped his afternoon siesta! It was a good day to do all the guest linen as it was breezy and sunny, yesterday was broken up with a few showers and clouds.
Late afternoon we walked down the road and found the path to the beach that Lucy told us about the other night. It was a lovely walk along a brand new road that has been built to get tourists to visit the old San Lorenzo fort at the entrance to the Chagres river. The river runs parallel to the Canal, to Lake Gatun, the huge expanse of water halfway through the Canal. The walk was lovely as there was little traffic, and it curves its way through thick forest. We could see and hear monkeys and toucans along the way in the dense forest. Sadly the beach was slightly disappointing because it is full of rubbish, they obviously have tidy ups, but it is quite clearly an overwhelming job. The sea was rough with on shore winds and a lot of rock and old coral making it difficult to swim. The river that runs here is called Diablillo, which Rowan immediately thought must mean little devil, I looked it up and the translation is Imp, so very close!
Map especially for Neil! You can see the blue beacon where we are, if you follow the coast from there to the left is a large river, the Chagres leading into Gatun Lake.
Birds on the line, not sure where they are heading
The road we walked on to the beach
Dense vegetation along the way
The path to the beach
Huge big trees
Diablillo beach, with loads of rubbish
The river coming in
Thick forest everywhere
Resting up before a ranger kicked us out at 5pm
A racoon (we think) that we met on the path back to the road, some locals were feeding it Wotsits, poor thing I’m sure it will be violently sick or have a raging thirst!
Monkeys in the distance, could be a Howler
This white faced monkey is a capuchin
Wild Heliconia
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