The archipelago of Los Roques remains promises.
The arrival, after sailing from Tortuga is actually in a gray morning that suddenly has a very long and thin dark line of "land" that we go upwind to land in dos mosquisis , the first western island.
The input is done with a magnetic alignment of 60 ° on a group of three palm trees that stand tall on the beach, thus enters into an expanse of bassofondali dotted with coral heads, counting on being in the hallway right by aligning precise (!).
The anchor is pretty exposed, but we know it will be a bit 'all over the world, the wind is part of this landscape, is the trade wind that without obstacles, there are absolutely no relief, pump its 15-20 knots east-north-east day and night, adding his voice to the incessant roar of the sea that breaks on the reef.
E'mezzogiorno, the sun shines and lights up the landscape, the atmosphere is always as clear and the white sand beach is enhanced by its clear water that exhibits all shades of blue at different depths: dazzling! Sull 'islet dos mosquisis visit a center for re-population of turtles, a number of tanks in which newborn children are collected to avoid the carnage that occurs normally after hatching, reached one year of age will be put back into the sea and many happy
Behind the hut of the turtles we have the opportunity to see, for the first time, a tree with real grapes, the grapes from the beach! 
And while we give to the small botanical greta took the opportunity to take a good walk assisted by two "mothers" all happy to return, finally, to the boats. 
Cayo de Aqua is our second pit stop, this first week because we have to do "racing" to get fabio to Gran Roque in time for the plane, so we devote a day at each island as the real forced the holidays!
The place is fairly secure and cozy, 
a handful of brave decides groped for a landing strip of land the top of the hill and go snorkeling windward, in the enthusiasm, however, we leave to the board and this will prove inseparable crocs fatal ... the incline of sand will be revealed in fact undermined by thousands of small dots of pins that have the best on our feet, while discreetly "soil" for months of life barefoot. 
It uses any trick just to get out and show you the best fins.
After sailing (5 miles!), Swimming, walking, dinner and after dinner our heroes can finally enjoy a well earned rest, tomorrow is another day.
Unwittingly it the next day begins with a morning squall "fast and furious, "we are left to juggle the reef to gain exit from the pause between a backhand and the other, I just have time out and once all hell breaks loose! (okay, admit, I'm a bit ' exaggerating). However, we're getting a good wash, the boat finally desalination with wind and sea against. The effort is rewarded with the arrival in Carenero , between two islands sheltered mooring buoy up, we still can not believe you can stay for a time to rest, we will mica in croatia?! 
But the vision of the kilometer white sandy beach with mangroves extending downwind surrounded by crystal clear water reef height 30 cm and confirms that we are still in the Caribbean, 
we should prepare to face another hard day ... 
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