Martin arrives in AtalayaDancing with AshaninkasThe Countdown BeginsMartin is SwimmingMartin is HealthyFog, Debris, and WhirlpoolsSupport Boat Sends out SOSReunitedHungry and Alone in the JungleGringo DemonsSoldiers on the BoatMaster of the bushMartin Swims with the DolphinsBrazilian Boat leaves Manaus to meet MartinUltrasound shows Martin in good conditionThe Malaria ZoneMartin’s Super Slim Swim PlanMartin Reaches the Official Start of the AmazonIquitosThe Man in the White MaskThe Yagua TribeEntering ColumbiaGoodbye Peru, Hello BrazilTabatinga, BrazilLeaving TabatingaSnakes on the boat !!!Federal Police, Bugs and Night StormPioneers of the AmazonFire Ant InfestationOpen SoresMartin Hits the Halfway PointDrop Everything and Hurry Down to the RiverGigantic CrocodileThe Call of the JaguarWicked StormFloating InfirmaryPirate AttackO Homem PeixeManacaporu, BrazilViolent Storms and Stomach AmoebasRio Negro Confluence at ManausMartin is StrandedMartin is SafeThe Team Gets a Another ScareNew RecordWhirlpools and a Call for HelpMartin’s friend joins the Expedition50 Days of SwimmingRough Water and an Exhausted SwimmerSantaremA Dire WarningPiranha Infested WatersAlmeirim, Brazil30,000 StrokesGuns for HireNo Man’s LandOne Stroke Over the LineMartin Refuses HospitalizationSwimming at Night on the Amazon?120 KM from the Finish LineNight SwimmingMartin Avoids the Deadly PororocaCrawling HomeAlmost FinishedA New World Record!!!!!!Finally in Belem: April 08, 2007Martin is RecoveringMartin is back on his feet again
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Curumu, Brazil
As the Cassiquiari was securing her anchor rope in front of a settlement of small huts, their was a commotion on shore as the men of the village hurriedly went door to door, corralling up all the young women between the ages of 14 and 40, and shipped them off to an undisclosed location in a small boat. “This is the most dangerous channel on the entire Amazon,” Martin tells us.
We currently have men with machine guns posted on the front and back decks of the boat, scanning the surrounding water with spotlights. Martin marveled at our military presence at the end of the day as he tried to clean the mud out of his ears after swimming 68 km, “Hah, pirates can join us,” he invited, pointing at a husky man with an automatic weapon standing guard. Much of the crew, however, is currently in their rooms with the doors locked.
>>Matthew Mohlke
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