In the “Zamna” someone humming a song. Sounds like Jorge Sepulveda. And Vital alsaro while driving maneuvers to leave the waterfront of Santander, becomes that whisper a song to stick to a speaker’s mouth. ‘Santander, are novia del mar “was the kiss goodbye the crew of the trimaran, the city gave her last sailing the bay. It began, he left after five days in the Cantabrian capital, the longest stay of any that will alsaro Vital crew in their long journey that will take them to Greece. This is mid November. But to reach the final of the ports, the trimaran has yet to fill many pages of the logbook. Yesterday, in the voyage to San Vicente de la Barquera, no doubt recorded in black ink is a collection of anecdotes.


The first was an oversight, “the emotion of the farewell,” they said in some cover. The four-meter-scale ‘Zamna’ had fallen on the ground, but fortunately, the boat was near the dock and made a curious practical approach to scale back to the deck of trimaran. Vital alsaro, who had stopped singing, but not shouting stop sending messages to the coast of the city, then began to distribute orders, “Give to starboard, and as we move the Sea Museum dale 1,200 (shaft revolutions propellant) and sail to 300 yards offshore. The captain’s orders are happening one after another, as the entries in the logbook of Cesar Viveros. Born in City but living in Cozumel, the driver follows orders and records it all without losing sight of the GPS that accompanies him in the control room, where a giant wooden wheel brilliant guide the miles they travel the “Zamna”. “I spent 25 years in the Navy of Mexico,” Viveros said, “and is much harder to navigate a sailboat in a steel one. It is much more difficult and costly. And he laughs, recalling a phrase from his country: “Men must be made of steel to carry a wooden boat.

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For even more if this wood is that of ‘Zamna’. The construction scale is somewhat problematic: “When it rains water seeps,” acknowledges a crewman. However, their design on the sea is more than a ship traveling the world with a message of peace. The trail left by the trimaran oozes the residue of history: “The keel of the boat is Phoenician, and their forms are reminiscent of the Arab culture, the two floats attached to the main hull is a nod to the Polynesian sailing canoe with these floats, “says one crew member.
Whether or not the story, the truth is that at the height of the nave Suances has already demonstrated its complete stability on water and on the cover of ‘Zamna’ nobody has dizzy. And except for John Paul, the Mayan child quiet campaign by the trimaran: “I do not get dizzy, went to Mexico to fish with my father from six in the morning until six in the afternoon.”
The weather, typical of a southern day like yesterday, also made it easy navigation, especially for beginners (relatives and journalists) that accompanied yesterday’s 14 crew fixed ‘Zamna’. But blowing the south, had to get rain and wind gusts. And they came. And with them, the intensity on deck. Vital orders flew above the noise and the crew began to climb up the nets. Between four grab each end for lifting the pawl, then the largest, the jib and mizzen. The engine note than a murmur was present throughout the journey, was knocked to the wind blow the sails massaged. The ‘Zamna’ get closer than eight knots toward the coast of Comillas unstoppable.
There was no need to raise or deploy the topsail yard. The maritime tradition of sailboats raced through the veins of the masts and before that the captain wanted the trimaran stood in front of his destiny: to seven miles from the entrance to the port of San Vicente de la Barquera: The angel of the guard got to see that we were going so fast and we must stop to wait, “says a crew pulling the Aztec proverb. Almost at anchor, the crew still linking tasks. “When we get bored and there are rough seas, we played to see who reaches the other side of the deck without getting wet. If not, is the DVD, “or domino
It is difficult to imagine those moments of leisure with the constant hum of the captain’s orders. Even for preparing food, the whole crew gets to work. In the small kitchen (only three square meters and dozens of boxes of fruit, canned and bottled water) will make five or six sailors with agility. It’s in their blood. His parents were with Vital alsaro crew in the 70s. This is the case of Jorge Riveros Gilardi, his father made the trip from the galleons in 1978. Or Shane, Canadian, 26, graduated in International Relations: “My father was in the pond with Vital” he says in a Castilian fluid. For him, the big question is what to do after a trip like the “Zamna”.
Eight miles in just under eight hours, going around, so how the routine again abandoned. That is the question that is unanswerable Diego Eden. His great-grandfather alsaro Vital rescued in the incident of the sailor in the Pacific and he was 23 years old, left his job as an engineer for the ‘Zamna’. The arrival in St. Vincent made it clear that the routine has no place in the cabins of the trimaran. The last story was coming.

Information obtained from www.eldiariomontanes.es