Piracanga: 13km To Itacare And Back - With Two Kids, High Tide And A Tropical Storm

An overcast day, Kobra tucked in my sling and Claude, Zenchai and I on foot, we headed along the beach, all 6.5km of it, towards Itacare, the nearest town, for the day.

Claude was the only one of us that had made this walk before. The tide was low - the best time for this trek - and Zenchai in particular enjoyed jumping in puddles along the way.

  He also kept himself amused running along and jumping off sandbanks.

And exploring what had been left by others who'd made the journey, what the strong ocean had dragged to shore and collecting sand dollars.

We travelled light. Claude carried a backpack, Kobra's changing mat and other essentials. All was going well until we started to feel some drizzle in the air.

 

We made it to the point where the canoes are usually waiting to cross the river, but no-one was there. With Kobra now awake, we walked on further until they could see us - and waited.  

Waving our hands, we got the canoeist's attention and he started towards us. And once on the other side, we went about our business, gathering a few necessities that can't be purchased in Piracanga, taking in some lunch and heading back in time (we hoped) to avoid darkness.

The weather wasn't too bad as we boarded the canoe again, but the tide was high (we'd seriously miscalculated) and this meant the walk back wouldn't be straightforward. In fact, the waves were so severe we couldn't dismount at the usual point. 

With rain now lashing down and waves crashing against the sandbanks, we slowly and arduously returned - helping each other out whenever necessary. 

Visibility was poor and walking along the beach and in the shallow water wasn't an option. Black clouds gathered and were heading in our direction. The ocean was rough. We had to plough through cacti and bushes. The umbrella I had to shield Kobra from the sun came in handy.

It was exhausting work - my first serious exercise since giving birth. Kobra nuzzled in close and slept through much of it - even when at one point my foot slipped off a ledge that had crumbled away. Zenchai, stripped down to his shorts in spite of the weather, did remarkably well and held Claude's hand. By the time we found Piracanga again it was dark. This was a real family adventure with no real damage done - except for losing one of my flip-flops. 




 

Comments

[ted grand]

What a great story! We miss you guys, and hope to see you again next January.

[Jamie]

Thanks Ted! We think of you all a lot. How incredible it would be if we are still here in Jan. when you come!! At any rate, hope to catch-up with you lovelies somewhere soon. Salt Spring looks fab!!
Lots of love! x

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