Jangadas have gone from the old traditional working fishing raft, a thing of legend in the Northeast, to a plywood over Styrofoam thing largely for tourist. Here is some of the transition in 1986. In 2007 I made a point in trying to find one, just one, somewhere even as a memorial. Not a sign. Not a trace except in models (I have a beautiful one). Two things killed the tradition. Government funding for safer fishing boats, the jangadas went far at sea (seen sometimes more than 100 miles, 160km) from shore and the vanished jangadeiro is legend. Orson Welles did a movie, still available as Four Men on a Raft of some sailing in protest from Natal to Rio. The other was near extinction and protection of the special trees that provided the logs for the traditional jangada. The last one I saw, the last one since the 1980s that I remember seeing, is in the Mariner's Museum as an exhibit. They became before I became a digital photographer with the idea of documenting them down to the smallest construction and knot detail. I have not forgotten them.
The real thing, victim of the coastal erosion that has devastated so much even I knew, can be seen in this collection. Photos of the club before it was derelict are also there, but the photos are after the beach was filled so they must be mid to late 1980s.
schöne Serie wieder!
Seco sieht's gerade nicht aus
Also hier ist das ein deutscher Plünnenladen. Von Clemens und August Brenninkmeijer.
ciekawe miejsce, ciekawe obserwacje :0
I liked your night series, but I like this day shot most of all.
You made it to Maceió! Manage to try here for this?
Very impressive photograph and galery , very nice photo. YsL I added your gallery to my favorites. Friendly greetings from Serbia-Belgrade , Mijodrag