On Sunday, February 28th before crossing the bridge on Rio Paraná, I stopped at the building of the immigration of Paraguay to make stamped my passport at the exit. Then I was going on foot 30 meters further to return the permit to circulate at a customs officer in a kiosk being made wax his shoes. At the other end of the bridge under a vast hood I got information near a police officer who made me park my truck to go on foot to the building of immigration to fill out the ad hoc information sheet then to present it with my passport to obtain a 90-day visa. I understood that there was nothing to do for the customs (!). The whole procedure to exit Paraguay and to enter Brazil lasted half an hour.
I decided to go to visit Cataratas do Iguaçu at approximately 20 km. It is necessary to park his vehicle to take a bus after having paid the parking and the entry to visit 78,30R$. In this raining season there was much water. The spectacle is very impressive. A way curves opposite the falls in a tropical forest. The noise is deafening and a fog stations above falls and the river flooding that charmed spectators. I returned to Foz to bivouac at the Internacional Campground, with electricity, 110/220 volts, water as well as a WiFi connection.
Monday, February 29th I gave up without regret the Camping Internacional whose bathrooms show a nauseous outdatedness. Before leaving Foz I stopped in Super Muffato to make food supply. Then they were roads Br 277 and Br 467. The roads are with toll. I stopped on a way of reversal little before Toledo to lunch and finally to bivouac. This part of Brazil is dedicated to agriculture. The harvest is in hand with modern material New Holland. The landscape is dominated as in the USA by metal silos.
Bivouac, route #467 |
On Tuesday, March 1st was a driving long day, 565 km in 10 hours, to approach Bonito in Pantanal which is the largest fresh water wetland in the world, 210,000 km ². Harassed I established my bivouac opposite Policia Rodoviaria Federal at about 5 km away from Guia Lopez da Laguna.
Bivouac |
The day of March 2nd was not only gloomy but also rainy, all the day. There was no soul in the main street dedicated to the trade for tourists. Bonito is the typical example of a city pushed by tourism, but out the rainy season. At the beginning of afternoon I decided to go to further see, like the goat of Mr Seguin, if time were more mild. Thus I passed Miranda in the rain to bivouac opposite Policia Rodoviaria Federal. Tomorrow will be a day… sunny
The objective of the Thursday, March 3rd was to go to bivouac in the campground of Lontra Pantanal Park Hotel to approach the Pantanal's fauna and the flora. Alas when I arrived after 10 km on track and five wooden bridges limited at 15t, the reception informed me that due to raw of the rivers the campground was under water. It was advised to me to go my way. Although it was not in my intention I went to Corumbá at the edge of Rio Paraguai which was a resplendent port at the time of colonization and at the border with Bolivia. The front of the river is a park with the painted houses of the colonial era. I bivouacked on the quay.
On Friday, March 4th I undertook to circumvent Pantanal by the east to reach Cuiabá at the north, Mato Grosso's state capital. Up to Campo Grande the ruta #562 longe the Pantanal del Sul. North of Campo Grande I stopped to fill up the tanks with diesel fuel, already 1686 km in Brazil in 6 days. Brazil is very large, nearly 8.5 million km ². I bivouacked on the spot with a WiFi connection.
Bridge over Rio Miranda | Fresh Water Wetlands |
On Saturday, March 5th still a long driving day, 513 km, in twelve hours stops included. I had never seen as many trucks in long lines in the two directions driving at the maximum speed authorized for the cars, 100 km/h. The roadway was into bad state; the many pot-holes caused frequent stops of the column during long minutes. The tractors draw two trailers for a length from 26 to 27 meters. The trailers being covered I could not identify the loading. They are of European origin. An observation, no statistical, shows the order of the manufacturers: Scania, Volvo, largely at the head, then Mercedes-Benz and Volkswagen, finally in back of the pack Iveco and MAN. The Volvo tractors of last generation post a power of 540/560 HP! All the roads are with toll and the crossings of cities and villages have frightening topes. Finally the roads are strewn with post office of Policia Rodoviaria Federal, with topes speed reducers. Many automatic checks speed are installed, but signposts announce them not to surprise drivers. Consequently the mean velocity in one day is lower than 50 km/h. Unlike the countries previously visited, Brazil shows by the modernity of the industrial buildings the economic boom of these last years. I bivouacked away from the road in a park at the edge of water with a swimming pool where I was going to splash to slacken my tired body of this long day without interest.
The following day Sunday, one takes the same ones as the day before; long column of trucks up to the entry of Cuiabá. After a small round into Cuiabá, town of +500,000 inhabitants, Mato Grosso's state capital. I took the direction to Poconé and Porto Jofre in Pantanal del Norte. I bivouacked close to a hippodrome on the ground of a house from which the owner had come to accommodate me.
bivouac close to the hippodrome |
bivouac close to the hippodrome |