(^68) Belmont - Una – 56 km
The skipper turned out to be the water taxi to Canavieiras and I was sure we were
overcharged. The swamps could only be crossed at high tide, which assured
Amanda the water wasn’t deep. We waited in the company of fellow passengers
until the tide came in. Once the bicycles and panniers were loaded (they even had
life jackets), the boat headed off through the humid jungle.
Against all odds (according to my dear sister), the ferry made it to Canavieiras.
Priority was to locate a bike shop as Amanda’s tyre was torn close to the rim. As
even the smallest community had a bike shop, finding one was easy. The shop was
ever-so-generous, gave a good discount, and fitted the new tyre at no extra
charge.
The reasonably short distance to Una was on an excellent paved road, past densely-
wooded areas and plenty of small hamlets. Una was slightly inland and reached via
a moderately hilly ride. As usual, villagers were curious about our doings. The
friendly lady running the pousada suggested we put our bicycles in the room.
Onlookers keenly carried our bikes up the vertical stairs (something we didn’t
protest about). Soon the rain poured down, making it a great place to hide during
the night.
Brazilians customarily favoured a big lunch and only a light meal in the evening. A
saunter to the bus station, mercifully, revealed a few street vendors from which to
snack. Cake was always available and made a sweet treat.
leana
(Leana)
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