Carlos informed us that all Jeeps and Landcruisers were full and that he had made arrangements for another driver (Pedro on left) and Jeep to meet us at the first stop. Unfortunately, we’d be ‘crammed in’ somewhere until we were able to get into a vehicle of our own …
…
the ensuing brief drive with 6 other people, in the open rear, sans ‘safety
equipment’, of a small Toyota Landcruiser, that bounced, ricocheted and bruised
it’s way along a narrow, pot-holed highway ...
... turned out to be the calmest and
safest segment of the 200 plus kms we would drive that day!!!
Like
the other vehicles in our little convoy, this Jeep was set up for off-roading,
minus any safety or comfort equipment … ie. Venezuelan style .. large, tall,
partly deflated tires – an open air roof in the rear – no steering stabilizers
– a collapsed suspension – partial skid plates – no seat belts or grab bars – no
roll cage.
I
noticed almost immediately that our driver, Pedro, like most Venezuelans,
preferred to talk with his hands – both of them, at the same time! He did this
a lot while driving too, which meant removing them from the steering wheel for
more than brief periods of time and looking backwards into the rear while
trying to make a point with most of us non Spanish speaking passengers.
Remember ….. we’re on the highway here and we’re doing ‘in excess’ of the
posted speed … ie. we’re passing most other vehicles and that includes the
other Jeeps and Landcruisers in our little convoy, including the large
Landcruiser that also tows the ‘refreshments’ trailer !!! I don’t know how fast
he was driving, but it felt like at least twice whatever it really was. When
you take your hands off the steering wheel of a vehicle outfitted with BIG, fat
tires and no steering stabilizers, the front end tends to grab from side to
side as the tires encounter minor imperfections in the pavement. Pedro would
just calmly reach around and make fine corrections to the vehicle tracking –
kinda like a Nascar driver … well kinda !
Pedro also enjoyed taking us
off-road, even though that portion of the Jeep Safari had’nt officially started
yet – this wasn’t supposed to occur until we had reached some sand duned, beach
spots later in the afternoon. I guess Pedro must have missed ‘the memo’ or
maybe he was sick the last time this group of highly trained, professional
drivers gathered for their weekly briefing … who knows?
Anyway, picture this ….
… Pedro – at highway speed – still talking and
looking backwards – jerks the steering wheel violently to the left – crosses a
lane of traffic – WITHOUT REALLY SLOWING DOWN – drives over
the shoulder of the road and down a long, 45 degree incline at a less than a
perpendicular and not really ideal approach - through sagebrush and rocks and
sand and stone – touristas clenching whatever parts of the Jeep they can to
keep from being ejected – sliding forward - white Marty Feldman eyed (that
would be us, not Pedro) - barely clears the Jeep’s nose to lift us out of the
drop (a poor approach angle) – gears down ! (that one surprised me too) – one
handed driving - spins up sand and dust and stones and rock – while negotiating
a bumpy, 300 foot section of goat path – drives up the same road embankment to
intersect with the main highway – once again, a less than ideal approach angle
- hesitates briefly (very briefly) and checks one direction (yes, I didn’t say
both) before blasting us back out onto the pavement … all the while Pedro is
uttering phrases in broken English like ‘’OH MI GAWD’ …. and laughing.
.
.
Regardless of Pedro’s
highway driving style, this was a very entertaining way to see Isla de
Margarita. The tour took us from the artist’s village at La Fronda ...
... into the
mountainous areas near La Asuncion and El Valee ...
... through an ancient sugar cane
press and rum distillery in National Park Copey ...
... a boat tour of the Mangrove
swamps near the land bridge that joined the Peninsula de Macanao to the main
island ...
... a pleasant lunch at Punta Arena to swimming at a beach on the northwest
coast ...
We finished the day with some true offroading in a couple of isolated
dune areas along the Caribbean coast before stopping at Playa Juangriego for
sunset pictures ...
... Venezuelan drummers and a 30 km evening drive back to the
resort.
The drivers served non alcoholic drinks, cerveza and rum and water all
day, they dished out our lunches and cleaned up our dishes and supplied us with
Coco Loco’s at a roadside cafΓ© near day’s end. We travelled all the major
highways in a 200 plus km circumnavigation of the island and saw all distinct topographic
regions.
Crusty ... feeling bruised!
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