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8 October 2001

Today we woke up in a new world. Not just here on our trip down the Amazon, but around the world. The US and the UK are now at war, and although I think we were expecting this would happen eventually, it is still shocking news.

Sitting in the radio room yesterday, listening to the hollow voice of a BBC reporter coming over the short wave radio declaring that bombs had been dropped in Afghanistan, I felt numb and thought it can't be real.


It is a strange place to be hearing that a major war has begun. Sailing down the river, we are cut off from the outside world, living and working on a ship that is self-sufficient. Our only contact is through satellite phone and radio. It makes the reality of the war seem even more distant, unbelievable.

We arrived in Santarém shortly after sunset and the mood, which is usually excited arriving in a new port, was sombre and stunned as we discussed what is happening in Afghanistan.

Santarém is much smaller than Manaus, only around 25,000 people, and from the water at night looks like a nice, small town. But it is also one of the major exporting ports of Amazon timber and there were stacks of lumber piled up where we docked.



Sunset on the Amazon river.

The town sits at the mouth of the Tapajós river. Unlike the Amazon or the Negro rivers, it is a clear water river and the biggest in the Amazon. Last night after we arrived I sat on the helicopter deck with Menno and we watched the moon rise over the Tapajós. The moon started very low on the horizon, the colour was so unusual, a brilliant crimson, at first I wasn't sure that it was the moon, it looked more like a fire spreading through the forest. As it rose and the clouds covered its path, the colour eventually gave way to a warm yellow glow.

The reflection made a path across the water and we heard some splashing and a faint sort of squeaking. Then, through the dim light of the moon, we saw several dolphins playing. There were at least three of them, playing only 50 metres or less from the ship. They poked their heads above water, diving together and jumping, we could only just make them out in the darkness, but could hear them splashing and squeaking. They remained playing in the moonlight for maybe 10 minutes beside the ship.

To be able to find such a moment of absolute peace and happiness at this time seems like a fantasy, while the people in Afghanistan who have not been able to escape war and death for decades are living a nightmare.

Tracy


 

 

 

 

 

 

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