Yesterday morning we left Isla Pinos and had an almost perfect three hour sail to the island of Mamitupu. The sky was partly cloudy, the winds 10 knots off the beam and following seas of a couple feet nicely spaced out. And to top it off we had a favorable current which allowed us to average 6 knots. A perfect day for moving.
We arrived at the island of Mamitupu in the early afternoon and dodged many coral heads before entering the anchorage right off the sw end of the island. As we were setting our anchor some of the dugouts coming back from the farms on the mainland stopped by. A couple offered to sell fresh limes and bananas but most just wanted to say hi and chat for a while. After our anchor was set more dugouts came out just to say hi and ask where we were from, everyone that visited had big broad smiles and friendly waves. And just a bit before sunset we watched in amazement as young boys did something we had never seen at any other place in the San Blas. We're anchored a hundred yards from a very shallow reef which has small breaking waves, these young boys in their dugouts waited just in front of the reef for right wave just like an experienced surfer. When the perfect wave came these boys paddled hard to catch it and quickly surfed across the reef yelling and laughing. It truly was a spectacular sight.
Early this morning the Kuna men rowed out in numerous dugouts the short distance to the mainland where they used long nets to catch some fish. I motored out there to watch an hour later when the nets were in they had everything from sardines, mackeral and little barracudas to larger tarpon.
Today David and I along with Mike and Sue went ashore and walked a short distance to the 100 year old village. We were greeted by children of all ages running out to us giving us hand shakes and high fives while many of the ladies and men also welcomed us. Outside the congresso, the official hut where the Sahila (chief) conducts business and has evening meetings we met Pablo Perez. Pablo moved to England in the early 80s and married an English lady but some time ago he returned to the village on Mamitupu with his wife. Unfortunately his wife, an outsider, was not welcome by the village. Today she returns once a year for a visit with her husband. Pablo took us into the congresso hut where we met the Sahila and paid our respects. We were asked to sit while Pablo translated all the curious questions that the Sahila had for us. We were informed that tonight, as with every night, the congresso meeting would begin at 5pm and go on to about 10pm. During these meetings disputes are settled, rules discussed and/or changed and folklore tales are chanted which are passed from generation to generation. The Sahila invited us to tonight's meeting which of course we will attend. Fortunately we don't have to stay the entire five hours, we'll probably stay for one. We do though have to find some appropriate clothes in our locker as it was suggested that long pants and a collared shirt should be worn. After our meeting with the Sahila we went to Pablo's home consisting of three huts where we met his Kuna wife along with some of his children and grandchildren. His wife offered us a glass of fermented corn juice and chocolate, it tasted like hot chocolate but only cold. After meeting his family Pablo spent the rest of the morning showing us around the village of 1200 people where we saw the large school, a medical clinic and a few tiendas. Along the way we met his mother and sister and so many more villagers who were just so friendly and eager to meet us.
Our last stop was where we beached the dingies at the SW corner of the island, just under the water tower. The two towers are supplied fresh water from the mountains on the mainland via a large pvc pipe. Because the water tanks were full and since we had paid our $5 visitor's tax we were told that we could help ourselves to the fresh water. While we didn't want any for drinking we did take 10 gallons so we could do laundry later in the day. Next to the water tanks was a new 'resort' built by Pablo for tourists who can fly into the nearby airport on the mainland. It consisted of a kitchen, eating area, beach, turtle pen and a few cabanas. Pablo informed us that we were welcome to bring our meals ashore and eat under the large palapa if we wanted. After our tour we offered Pablo a small tip but he refused saying he was glad to have visitors and a tip was not necessary.
I'm amazed that while Isla Pinos is only 18 miles away these two villages are so different. While both are very traditional the people of Mamitupu seem to be much more friendly and curious towards visitors. Both places are worthy of a visit but I would have no problem spending more time here.