6 februari 2016 - Fairtransport
Yesterday our cargo was finally lashed well. We loaded Coffee, Cacao butter, Molasses and the last barrels of rum the last days. It’s not the loading what takes the most time but the papers, sea stowing and give everything a place in our cargo hold. The hold is full, so we were ready to take of, going back to Europe. We saw enough of Boca Chica, the street dogs, the scooters, the dirt and the sound of the shipyard next to us, we wanted to go back to sea.
A big cargo ship was moored at the same harbor as we were and the captain told us that his father was one of the last sailing cargo ship captains of the Caribbean. He asked if his son, Aneudi could sail with us to Europe. This idea was fantastic: Only one generation ago sailing cargo was a common thing and now the new generation decides that sailing cargo comes back. Not only in Europe but also over here in the Caribbean. We asked Aneudi to come on board and help us. Although he was not speaking a lot of English he gives a positive vibe to the crew and he worked really hard to get the ship ready for the ocean crossing.
This morning we had to organize the last papers before departure and then the people in the office said it was not allowed for Aneudi to come with us because of the visa and the Europe immigration rules. 5 minutes before we had to make loose our mooring lines he had to pack his luggage and had to stay in Boca Chica. And why? Why only people from rich country’s are allowed to travel where they want? Why can’t we all go over the world? A sad goodbye but we said to Aneudi he could come maybe the next time with us.
We made loose our mooring lines, set the jib’s to turn, hoisting the topsail and gallant and where out of the Dominican Republic. With 10 people on board we are not with to much but the atmosphere is good. Now all sails are up and we are sailing slowly East with a northern wind. This wind will next night change to south: Perfect to leave the Caribbean sea through the Mona Passage: back to the Ocean and on the way to Horta.
DATE:05/02/2016 GMT:13:45 POS: 18,22.137N, 69,28.773W COG:70 SOG:2.4
GENERAL SYNOPSIS: ON BOARD THE TRES HOMBRES
WIND DIR: NNE
WIND SPD: 2BFT
CURRENT DIR: E
CLOUDS: Cumulus 2/8
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