Mega Travel Year 2010 and early 2011. Part III: Walking in Brazil and Guyana
Sunday 26/12/2010. Chilling in Santa Elena de Uairén
Sunday 26/12/2010. Chilling in Santa Elena de Uairén
had arrived the day before the majestic trek to Roraima, after arriving at Paraitepuy, the long will we stopped at the inn in Santa Elena de Uairen and the first thing I did was take a bath in the shower after many days of pure bathing in rivers, and although they had wanted to be activated in a bed rest for a while was what the body was crying. The muscles of the legs, specifically the sweet and quadriceps were on strike!
stomach Soon claiming meal break interrupted and had to go to find food, no easy task in that town on a Saturday 25 December. Luckily across the street had a pizzeria that was open and after a short wait and satisfy our hunger and cold took a couple of admiring the place.
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| Tepuy Lowering of Roraima |
Fatigue was swift and again to the inn to go to bed, but in a bed! which was necessary after several days of sleep practically on the floor, and goodbye light turns you off, disconnect me until the next day.
Sunday of course was planned total relaxation and chilling, was a day for doing nothing more than to rest and buy from certain inputs to a new stage this mega-adventure trip. So boo and I got up to our wide when we brought was not too late as mid-morning or perhaps before, but well rested. First on the list of things for breakfast, so live for pies in the corner!
in common areas of the inn was in the group was starting to trek to their homes after fire them we were there with pen and paper in hand making the list of supplies to buy ... and Soon it was time to enlist the food, shopping and Oliva arming their coppers to undertake a journey ...
What was the idea, they simply pass through the first days of January, about a week, traveling and exploring new places and spend the New Year, then in January to jump from K.
Without a very specific direction boo and I sat down to plan, I had many ideas in mind and some others that it should complement and agree ... also one of the porters of Roraima we talked about a town called Lethem in Guyana and we let that seed and / or spine to go there.
draw a path whose initial planning remained as follows:
- Monday 28/12/2010: Starting to Lethem in Guyana
- Tuesday 12/29/2010: Day Lethem in Guyana
- Wednesday 30/12/2010: Return to Santa Elena de Uairén
- Thursday 31/12/2010: Starting to Kanavayen visiting Jasper and other nearby destinations and spend new year
- Friday 01 - 01-2011: Aponwao and Return Visit to Santa Elena de Uairén stopping by places around
- Saturday 01/02/2011: Day purchase of inputs in Santa Elena de Uairén to go to Salto K
Of course as life is ever changing and our adventure was far from beginning to end, such planning has suffered some changes, but these changes really were excellent because did all that and much more ... throughout the story will find the changes in planning.
Monday 12/27/2010. Leaving to Lethem in Guyana
With 100% energy woke reviewing the donkey and arranging the bags and then eat the usual empanadas and not waste time and be first in line to get the travel permit to leave the country with a National Guard truck.
turns out that the guard who takes care of the permits had not arrived, which was later to see ... I finally returned to the inn to buy ice panels, finish boo help with cooking and food and come back later, when I return there were several people before and had to wait a while after waiting for the guard me I can tell you not to give permission because I do not meet all the requirements, I needed the original title of the car, which evidently does not charge up and no one does it for the risk load means always and was not in my plans to leave the country or leave it far from home ... very thoughtful and not too eager to thwart the plans, I turn to Oliva towards the line while I'm thinking to do ... to reach the line we got to walk the two blocks of shops, almost all closed by the time I assume and buy a few things.
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| Venezuela and Brazil Border |
was time to make decisions ... so I said let's give a boo to see Boa Vista and there and my co-pilot nodded hardened head and made our way into the roads of Brazil ... the trip was very pleasant even when mode was zero fuel consumption, driving less than 3,000 rpm to "spit of chola" was a little after noon we came upon the city of Boa Vista, a lot of changes to our memories. Here began a quest to change bolivars Brazilian real, and that abrupt departure from Venezuela and the decision to give in by Brazil road bolivars real never change.
After several failed attempts and many laps, I came across a jewelry that I make the transaction, only 100 real change, the change was to 4.3 bolivars real-as it was not planned to spend much, we had everything on the donkey, was to take some gas-carrying a pail full, and anything else you see interesting. And with real in your pocket there was not much to do in Boa Vista, everything was very empty and many shops closed shop was not going well ... so again a fool and all I said to boo, we give up Lethem? and again with her beautiful smile and soft eyes nodded: D
The GPS was just a compass in Brazil, I had the map so it was not helpful, ask a few times the road to Lethem and we embark on this uncertain journey. Back in gasoline-saving mode with half a tank and according to gossip 2 hours of travel we had reached our destination. But our surprise was that after nearly four hours we could see no way yet to Lethem: S, beginning at dusk, and gasoline was down a quarter of a tank and my nerves first appeared on the whole trip lol. We come to a fork in the road and local food, so I proceeded to ask to stop and stretch your legs. When asked they told me I do not speak Brazilian, but considering the circumstances played myself understood and understand the language of that country, which was nearby, continue right where it came in 20 minutes was the border.
It was dark when I get to the border, and it was closed: S. I got off the car and asked the guard if she could come if and when Lethem was crossing time and other concerns. The Guard speak English:) so I could understand perfectly and in summary said, the border is closed, closes at 6:00 pm and 6:30 pm were: S raging, there was no way to go until the day Next at 7:00 am, Lethem was actually 5 minutes after passing the border, and that for the night could bring me to a village 5 minutes where there was a hotel, but asked if I could camp there in a program hit a curb and then told me that if:)
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| Pacaraima Oliva |
There was nothing more to do, the border was closed, had no gasoline to return, the only bomb was near Lethem and the idea was not real spending in vain, so we set up camp right there jejeje border overnight. We had dinner something simple and we lay down to sleep, I could not rest too well aware of Oliva-that had in front of the tent but equally and passing people walking and cycling through the night.
Tuesday 28/12/2010. Lethem to Pacaraima and Santa Elena de Uairén
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| Boa Vista Way |
At dawn, after collecting camp, everyone saw us passing strange;) proceeded to cross the border to go to Lethem porfin know and put gas ... course is very scared to cross the border because they had permission to leave Olive my country ... Boo and I were the Clandestine own because anything we left Brazil, crosses a bridge over a river and come to Guyana to arrive at Lethem. Upon entering the guard stopped me Guyana border-Oliva obviously not gone unnoticed with their colors and other toys, and I said that cars can not circulate in Venezuelan Guyana, which is prohibited, which explained that in view of this I just want to get fuel is then able to return to Brazil because the tank was empty ... pact with the guard kindly let him Oliva papers and crossed to get fuel and return the papers I returned the car ... uff save me: D
our stay was ordered Lethem to be very short because of the impossibility of movement with Oliva and also be Clandestine jejeje. We toured the town in no time, are two dirt roads now: S there's really nothing to see. Liter of gasoline is a little cheaper than in Brazil, about 2.2 reais per liter, wao a blow to your pocket, you joy to live in a country where gasoline is free. Oliva need about 40 liters to be full and it was better to fill the drum of 22 liters for every eventuality ...
The actual count was 106 in gasoline and about 52 liters of gasoline, I only had 102 actual portfolio, so my fear was not normal to see the meter. When I was casting for I was full aware of the real account and liters, but approached me through the process a couple of passengers to talk and ask where it came from, among other things and I lost sight of the fuel gauge and when all was full for the account was 106 reais. That's when I told the fireman almost in Caracas: corduroy I have only 102 actual ponchao my face: S, and corduroy told me let it be quiet, I was off in gasoline such! since almost no one puts many liters.
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| Leaving Boa Vista Bridge road to Lethem |
There
in the service station about half an hour we were talking to a passenger who came from Surinam, were traveling in a van around the country and decided to go to Guyana for a while. They showed us a magazine with the attractions we could see and visit, and of course when I became the person but really I can tell you all you had to see it was not worth much less coming from my beautiful country Venezuela. The most incredible place to visit the magazine well represented, the waterfall or the jump easy and simple to Gran Sabana, and now I have less sense of wonder every day I walk more and more sites, compounded by a few days ago I was in the summit of Roraima!
The talks continued for several minutes, told us some tips in case of Surinam and also want to visit them came from Georgetown, Guyana to the city which was too eager to visit, but the issue can not move Venezuelan vehicles had to abandon this venture at this time. Finally it was time to return and begin the journey to my dear motherland, so we said goodbye to our new friends we got in Oliva and back to Brazil. Something that it should be noted is that in the small resort shop service, there were endless products for sale that had never before seen and a wide variety of brands and options, from food, sweets, among others. It's sad that someone like Venezuelan surprised to see these things in a simple shop road, but this is due to the current situation of rationing and lack of diversity of products in Venezuela ... and although my intention is not to be never talk about politics, not simply trust that if it lasts 100 years and we are coming to new life that will allow our country to initiate a sustained process of growth.
had to make a stop in Guyana to withdraw immigration papers of the donkey, there advantage to ask as you could detail at the next opportunity to visit Guyana in my vehicle, as needed and permit application procedures. The officer kindly told me that there is no permit and that just can not move, it is too full, it was best to rent a car Brazil and so had no problems, such! and think that this piece of the world at one time belonged to Venezuela and now we can not spend in our cars over there, that anger ...
in the service station about half an hour we were talking to a passenger who came from Surinam, were traveling in a van around the country and decided to go to Guyana for a while. They showed us a magazine with the attractions we could see and visit, and of course when I became the person but really I can tell you all you had to see it was not worth much less coming from my beautiful country Venezuela. The most incredible place to visit the magazine well represented, the waterfall or the jump easy and simple to Gran Sabana, and now I have less sense of wonder every day I walk more and more sites, compounded by a few days ago I was in the summit of Roraima!
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| Bem Vindo to Boa Vista! |
had to make a stop in Guyana to withdraw immigration papers of the donkey, there advantage to ask as you could detail at the next opportunity to visit Guyana in my vehicle, as needed and permit application procedures. The officer kindly told me that there is no permit and that just can not move, it is too full, it was best to rent a car Brazil and so had no problems, such! and think that this piece of the world at one time belonged to Venezuela and now we can not spend in our cars over there, that anger ...
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| Service Station |
I left Guyana, go to Brazil and the idea was not traveling the same road back to Pacaraima (The Line), so we boo and I remember that one of the porters we had spoken of a dirt road that could walk through indigenous visiting Roraima National Park of Brazil, but I had no idea how to get to the road and even less with the white GPS maps: S. I stopped at the same junction where local food was the day before and then ask how to get to Normandy, which was one of the points that the alternative route. And it was easy to address, just had to take at the fork in the road not had passed since the other already knew and came back to Boa Vista ...
After a while the fun began! is just the black road and began the ground in good condition, with each kilometer was becoming more damaged but was nothing special. The landscape was monotonous and could walk at cruising speed between 80 and 100 km / h on land (of course at my own pace). We really did a one-stop in an artificial lagoon to stretch your legs and take a few photos and back to the road.
After several hours of despair of not knowing where we were, or how much was needed to see human beings as the tour is a dirt road with absolutely anything leagues ... because we Normandy: D, again a village with a single two-way street and a bus terminal. It was time to ask how to get Pacaraima from there, and after several failed attempts in our research, some people said that we had to return the way we came to the local food and get to Boa Vista, which was crazy as well gasoline it I did not either, "the royal we encountered an elderly man by the stars since he was extremely friendly. In fact we got off the car and grabbed his own business in a sheet and a pencil and drew us a detailed map as the dirt road to reach out to indigenous and Pacaraima, with approximate mile journey each way and everything!, told us that the journey was about 5 hours.
After a while the fun began! is just the black road and began the ground in good condition, with each kilometer was becoming more damaged but was nothing special. The landscape was monotonous and could walk at cruising speed between 80 and 100 km / h on land (of course at my own pace). We really did a one-stop in an artificial lagoon to stretch your legs and take a few photos and back to the road.
After several hours of despair of not knowing where we were, or how much was needed to see human beings as the tour is a dirt road with absolutely anything leagues ... because we Normandy: D, again a village with a single two-way street and a bus terminal. It was time to ask how to get Pacaraima from there, and after several failed attempts in our research, some people said that we had to return the way we came to the local food and get to Boa Vista, which was crazy as well gasoline it I did not either, "the royal we encountered an elderly man by the stars since he was extremely friendly. In fact we got off the car and grabbed his own business in a sheet and a pencil and drew us a detailed map as the dirt road to reach out to indigenous and Pacaraima, with approximate mile journey each way and everything!, told us that the journey was about 5 hours.
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| Boa Vista |
After our new friend, the kind man owns a slaughter in Normandy will explain in detail the way and did a sketch on a paper, it also gave us ice and water to the road if we had enough to what I get from their local refrigerator a couple of plastic soda bottles filled two-liter water frozen by grief and accepted that even they were not others for the trip.
As time pressing, he had to leave to continue the tour completely unknown. The first was back by about 17 km to turn right by a trail of land that gave way to the Indian villages and follow the map and the explanation for about 4 hours. Finding the right hand threshing with doubt and fear as I proceeded to walk around, just give me some confidence that it would review the GPS toward my country: D but it was still far from full.
As time pressing, he had to leave to continue the tour completely unknown. The first was back by about 17 km to turn right by a trail of land that gave way to the Indian villages and follow the map and the explanation for about 4 hours. Finding the right hand threshing with doubt and fear as I proceeded to walk around, just give me some confidence that it would review the GPS toward my country: D but it was still far from full.
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| Crossroads in Brazil, A Normandy Left to Right Lethem |
The whole journey was long and exhausting, all the way land was relatively good until the last section that if I was a little damaged, were nearly 5 hours to get to Pacaraima where if I saw a car the whole journey was long and perhaps three or four Indians, on the way there were many wooden bridges to cross rivers and streams small and medium-sized and many of these bridges were in very precarious conditions, which was afraid to pass them even as they seemed they would not support the weight of Olive ... in the middle of that lonely and afraid it was the right way without being able to ask anyone, plus petrol tank guard each time threatening to accelerate evaporation came many thoughts to mind, some very good and comforting and many others. Although I am a completely positive I confess that I suddenly came to mind strange ideas like that Oliva hopefully be good and not give him a mechanical failure and to boo and I were all alone in the middle of nowhere in a foreign country and could complicate the matter much, thanks to Oliva God so as all other factors came out perfectly fine and back to Santa Elena de Uairén healthy, sound, content and happy with our great experience, our journey done and visited landscapes.
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| Station Store Lethem Service |
Every time threshing ground in approaching a curve, I was down a little speed-cruise came in at 100 km / h in 4x2, to reduce gasoline consumption despite danger of being on a dirt road, and crossing their fingers that curve out to the left as the compass, which was what meant the GPS in a country without a map, to the left was Venezuela, where the curves were on the right had the distance walked for the way I should go back to my destination.
When they something like 3 in the afternoon, it was time to pause for a snack, we had not eaten anything since breakfast and an occasional snack rolling. In addition Oliva deserved a break and heat made our bodies screaming and cheering for a river-bath we had not taken a bath since Venezuela had many hours, remember to spend the night in the border outpost in the middle of Guyana no comfort- which took a long time watching the streams that we crossed was worthy to stop but none met the minimum conditions for a swim, until at last succumbed to heat our prayers and later showed us the longest wooden bridge and gloomy all our journey, measuring about 30 feet long and 4 meters high and the river I crossed under and looked a bit like those in La Gran Sabana (finally, above all left much to be desired), I truly believe that at that particular point begins the Guayana Shield. Crossing the bridge on the left saw a dirt driveway that could be taken out of the way down to the riverbank, so Oliva allowed us into the water to rest on the rocks in the river under a light shade.
When they something like 3 in the afternoon, it was time to pause for a snack, we had not eaten anything since breakfast and an occasional snack rolling. In addition Oliva deserved a break and heat made our bodies screaming and cheering for a river-bath we had not taken a bath since Venezuela had many hours, remember to spend the night in the border outpost in the middle of Guyana no comfort- which took a long time watching the streams that we crossed was worthy to stop but none met the minimum conditions for a swim, until at last succumbed to heat our prayers and later showed us the longest wooden bridge and gloomy all our journey, measuring about 30 feet long and 4 meters high and the river I crossed under and looked a bit like those in La Gran Sabana (finally, above all left much to be desired), I truly believe that at that particular point begins the Guayana Shield. Crossing the bridge on the left saw a dirt driveway that could be taken out of the way down to the riverbank, so Oliva allowed us into the water to rest on the rocks in the river under a light shade.
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| Guyana Police in | Defenders
Uff that the water was rich, I still remember the warm and cool he was, simply put your feet to get out of the car I wanted to dive full in record time so I got a bathing suit and I took a dip. But first things first, eat something! And cazabitos manchego cheese, olive oil, tomatoes and sausage were a delight amidst this site. Once eaten
for now if we bathed it all: D, so vivid and exciting memories I have of this moment of the trip ... boo were and are the perfect person to have shared that experience and those moments. We leave the water exhausted, yet lively and boosting, but had already spent more than 60 minutes to stop, again the time was our enemy, without much thought and return to collect all the dirt road.
for now if we bathed it all: D, so vivid and exciting memories I have of this moment of the trip ... boo were and are the perfect person to have shared that experience and those moments. We leave the water exhausted, yet lively and boosting, but had already spent more than 60 minutes to stop, again the time was our enemy, without much thought and return to collect all the dirt road.
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| In Lethem |
The route was extended for more than a couple of hours, always offering a repeated and monotonous landscape until finally stepped on the black road. The fuel tank gauge said it was a quarter tank, so actual fuel the 106 had nearly vanished, but had only a few miles to get to the border so they could not take it and return to operating mode Venezuelan - jejeje-foot depth to expedite the rest of the way, and in Santa Elena total could refuel for free with just the tail.
That gave me joy in my soul when I saw the flag of my country reaching the border, gave a sigh to return to my homeland, I was tempted to stop and kiss the ground as does the pope of the Catholic Church. Back in Venezuela rush further step towards the fuel pump once, and that luck uff pump was already closed, but try asking the guard if they are open in another pump or if they opened later I yelled " metete good buddy once in the queue and ready "and quickly without thinking twice I was last in the queue of 20 cars. A perfect day to be in the morning on the border with Guyana, cross to know and then return Lethem by a dirt road completely inhospitable to Pacaraima and land in Santa Elena with the good fortune to put gas in season.
That gave me joy in my soul when I saw the flag of my country reaching the border, gave a sigh to return to my homeland, I was tempted to stop and kiss the ground as does the pope of the Catholic Church. Back in Venezuela rush further step towards the fuel pump once, and that luck uff pump was already closed, but try asking the guard if they are open in another pump or if they opened later I yelled " metete good buddy once in the queue and ready "and quickly without thinking twice I was last in the queue of 20 cars. A perfect day to be in the morning on the border with Guyana, cross to know and then return Lethem by a dirt road completely inhospitable to Pacaraima and land in Santa Elena with the good fortune to put gas in season.
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After completing the tank direct because the inn was always paratrooper to the inn with a friend, as she was aware of my Like itinerary was changing, and there in the inn I was saving fuel-canisters for use on the road to El Salto K, as in Santa Elena not stop laying the drums of gasoline for the issue of smuggling, and a lot of frozen food in the fridges of the tourists. Entering the inn was the corduroy Pelu, the same which got the Roraima was a few days ago, I was going to pass this the first week of January in Santa Elena to a new group hoping to repeat the trek to Roraima.
As a little tired but happy to be back "home", did some shopping in the supply of the corner and I took a couple of drinks at the inn talking with Pelu our recent experience. Also take time to plan the rest of days "free" to the game to jump K.
As a little tired but happy to be back "home", did some shopping in the supply of the corner and I took a couple of drinks at the inn talking with Pelu our recent experience. Also take time to plan the rest of days "free" to the game to jump K.
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| GPS Compass serving |
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