Jangadas & Fishermen
Since our arrival, I grew an admiration for the Brazilian fishermen. Where ever we sailed in good, bad or worse conditions, day or night, we found the smallest of fishing boats one can imagine 10 – 15 nm (20 – 30 km) from mainland. When on anchorage we always ask a passing fishing boat how big are the waves outside, they always reply, flat and no problem!!! Once in Maceio a fisherman replied to Jaco, “waga bravo” (waves are rough, high) …. I do not want to be out there if he thinks is rough!
Once again 15nm outside Galinhos we found a boat and man drifting, but with closer inspection through the binoculars, this boat looked wrecked, just about floating. We started to bring sails down to save the fisherman when we noticed he is motoring away from us!!! What a laugh it would have been for him if we “saved” him. He was on a Jangada. This is a small float with pole and sail and maybe a small engine, no lights, no life lines, no rails to hold on to! These are fishing men I most admire: BRAVO!
Once again 15nm outside Galinhos we found a boat and man drifting, but with closer inspection through the binoculars, this boat looked wrecked, just about floating. We started to bring sails down to save the fisherman when we noticed he is motoring away from us!!! What a laugh it would have been for him if we “saved” him. He was on a Jangada. This is a small float with pole and sail and maybe a small engine, no lights, no life lines, no rails to hold on to! These are fishing men I most admire: BRAVO!
