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    • DOES THIS HAPPEN TO YOU? – Janice Anne Wheeler, Sparring With Mother Nature

         
       
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      If you just dove into our very engaging little community, please read SPARS & SPARRING, .….it introduces my wonders and my wanders. ~J


      DOES THIS HAPPEN TO YOU?

      Another waterfront week raced, dashed, tore by, and was gone before I even knew what consumed all that time.

       
       
       
       
       

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      I’ve happily occupied the relatively small square footage of STEADFAST’s interior for somewhere around 2,000 days. It sounds like enough time, doesn’t it? Enough to know the ins and outs, the details of the systems that keep us self-sufficient, and more importantly to understand how they work, propel, cool, transfer, filter, lubricate and generate. But 2,000 is not enough. Every day I learn of something that needs to be added, adjusted, lubed, repaired, recoated or replaced. Life is like that, if you keep it interesting. Maybe even if you don’t. Something of yours probably needs attention, even if you didn’t know you owned it.

      “It’s a shaft bonding commutator brush,” he annunciates it because he knows my intrigue may be sorely lacking. I’d never heard of such a thing and still don’t care about it much but perhaps I should; I almost want to be intrigued. Eyebrow raise/forehead crinkle. I can do those almost simultaneously now, after living so long in a world of things that for the first fifty years of my time on earth never crept, slid or dove into my realm. Now that my realm floats, well….new rivers to cross.

      I peer closer, take a picture to contemplate if it could be something that leads to a conversation or a contemplation about something totally different. Clearly, it turned out to be, well, printable, comment-able. Now, stay with me on this one, if you please…

      This particular little ‘brush’ is essential in getting us where we need to go, want to go, dream of going. As I hone in, he’s still describing what it does, how it does that and where it will live when he’s done tinkering, welding, manipulating and installing this custom version. My mind wanders. I drag it back by the scruff, squint a little, concentrating. Thirsty. Hot. Contemplating what to make for dinner that takes the least amount of oven and burner time.

      I refocus on the diligent, life-long Sailor before me, seated in our living room (the pilothouse), rising to another challenge with torch, unworn gloves, tools, tobacco, YouTube, hot sauce and rum all within reach on this smokin’ steamy summer afternoon. Sweat runs down my ribcage. Again. And I’m just watching.

         
      Can you find all the Sailor’s essential components?!

      “You should come see what I’m doing,” he tells me. I have low interest but feel that I should understand, grasp, learn. A bit of a conundrum, don’tcha think? Gathering my resolve to be the best partner I can be, I bend over into a right angle and enter the intimidating, elaborate engine space where the sailor/mechanic/innovator is carefully installing said shaft bonding commutator brush. Most such operations include colorful language and awkward body position; today is no exception. I quell the desire to snap a photo of the part of his anatomy that was dominating my view, and instead tuck one leg between two extended ones to peer over a sturdy shoulder. Nothing. I kneel down on the engine room floor, trying to recall when I had ripped the whole place apart, scraped, sanded and painted it. Sixteen months ago (already), INVERTED & SOOTY told that gritty adventure in boat maintenance. The boards are already a tad pock-marked and splattered with engine lubricants, but look remarkably better than before I dove into that endlessly rewarding and, well, awful project.

      After that reminisce I give up trying to stuff two adults in the awkward area above our 12-foot propeller shaft and later in the day return to peer at the rather mysterious shaft-bonding commutator brush.

         
      This little guy has a long name and an essential responsibility…who knew?

      This is what takes up the days. They slip by with sunrise, sustenance and caffeination, tide and moon, life and death, storms and rain, humidity and breezes, ducklings and friendships, writing and replying, health and sickness, sunset. I cook, tidy, scrub, organize, sand, paint, plan, observe, read, and provision.

      Since we’re all here in this particular boat, I hope this episode is story-worthy. I imagine your weeks fly by, too, don’t they? The compression of age, the urgency to savor each moment even when things take longer than they used to, the loss of a dear friend. I remember less and backtrack more, stopping to pick the flowers. There are stars if I’m lucky, but this time of year clouds and humidity obscure those twinkling beauties. STEADFAST is back in the water but there’s still a tremendous list of components now needing a little attention, a little tweak, a little dusting off, an infusion of resources, as it were. Some I’m intricately familiar with, others, not so much, as you know.

      It’s the price I pay for waterfront.

      STEADFAST is waterfront property on all sides, not just one, as most homes are. That beautiful, unique quality in and of itself is worth the humility of learning, absorbing and understanding parts that never crossed my radar. It’s worth SPARRING WITH MOTHER NATURE, day in, day out.

      I sleep with the motion of the ocean, I hear the waves lapping on the hull and can feel the tug of the tides taking us in the opposite direction. Neither STEADFAST nor I are too crazy about being tied to a dock instead of really swinging with the currents and winds as we’re used to, but this enviable location is working perfectly for now.

      We were docked in Baltimore a few years back and wandered into one of the harbor restaurants. The hostess asked us if we wanted to wait for a waterside table and we glanced at each other quizzically; our immediate response was, no, we’ll just hit the bar, feast there. We don’t request or require waterfront. My world is (nearly) always waterfront. I try desperately not to take it for granted because I know that in this day and age, I’ll never be able to afford true waterfront property of my own, that’s only for the millionaires, now.

      Leaving Baltimore pre-dawn. Domino Sugars & the Aquarium are iconic, only a boat has this perspective.

      Ten years ago I would have waited a long time for that waterfront restaurant view, I can assure you of that. A true advantage of our complicated lifestyle.

      We left Baltimore Harbor pre-dawn and it would be the last time STEADFAST & crew would or could marvel at the Frances Scott Key Bridge, which came down down in stunning fashion after being struck by a container ship in March of 2024.

      Until next week! It’ll be here before we know it, and I’m so so glad that you read this far, that you’re going to open my email next week, too, and that we’re all aboard in this crazy-ass world. I’m thinking SPARRING WITH MOTHER NATURE is far more soothing than any other news you can absorb right now. Just sayin’. ~J

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    • There’s Always One Swimmin’ Swine That’s Mean and Nasty – Loose Cannon

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      There’s Always One Swimmin’ Swine That’s Mean and Nasty

      Bit on Leg, New Yorker Sues Cruise Line That Promised Cute, Friendly Bahamas Pigs

       
       
       
       
       

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      There used to be a sign on the beach to warn people about this girl.

      This one is a salute to Jonathan Cooper, an old colleague of mine. A swimming pig in the Bahamas bit him on the ass, and he took it like a man.

      Unlike that wimp from New York who has parlayed his Bahamas pig bite into a federal case. Jason Gordon was on a “swim with pigs” excursion at the Great Stirrup Cay cruise-ship playground when a pig bit him on the leg.

      Last week, Gordon filed suit against Norwegian Cruise Lines in U.S. District Court in Miami because he had required emergency medical treatment and rabies shots. He wants the court to award him a pile of cash for permanent injuries and impairment, including:

      Physical pain, mental anguish, loss of enjoyment of life, disability, disfigurement, aggravation of any previously existing conditions therefrom, incurred medical expenses in the care and treatment of plaintiff’s injuries, suffered physical handicap, and lost earnings.

         
      Big Momma is coming our way.

      My guy Cooper was happy to treat his wound with a couple of stiff drinks at the Staniel Cay Yacht Club, or were they pints? He’s a craft-beer guy.

      Even if he wanted to, who could he sue? Nobody.

      The swimming-pig attraction at Big Major’s Spot is the only such spectacle that has sprung up organically. Folks on Staniel could fatten their swine on the nearby and otherwise uninhabited island, thus avoiding pig damage (which is an actual thing) and the expense of having to keep them fed.

      Feeding those pigs became our job, we happy campers on cruising boats.

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      I remember once searching a stock photo service for pictures of the Exumas, and found more than 2,000 pictures of swimming pigs, strutting iguanas, swarming nurse sharks and a woman in a yellow bikini photographed from multiple angles, but especially pigs. Swimming pigs—this is how the world sees this Bahamian archipelago.

      Amphibious hoggery has become a franchise. Now, there are four to five more swim-with-the-pigs locales catering to tourists across the Bahamas. Besides Great Stirrup at the north end of the Berry islands, there are pigs at No Name Cay in the Abacos, Ship Channel Cay and at Grand Bahama and Eleuthera.

      False Advertising?

      Frankly, Norwegian was asking for it when it convinced gullible passengers to pay almost $200 per person with this kind of nonsense marketing prose:

      Once you wade into the shallow waters, you can expect the pigs to follow, knowing that food awaits. The guide will show you how to feed the pigs and the best ways to interact with them while swimming. The pigs couldn’t be friendlier, cuter or more enthusiastic about the attention.

      Yeah, they’re hungry alright. They are pigs. And maybe there’s a friendly one in the bunch. But usually there’s a girl boss pig, and she is a nasty bitch. Ask Cooper.

      Our encounter began peacefully enough as we dinghied toward “Pig Beach,” he with the camera, me with one hand on the tiller and the other holding a plastic tub of leftover pasta. The beach was mobbed with tourists mingling with seemingly cheerful pigs; one nice sow was even lying on her back so a little girl could scratch her belly.

      The nice sow was not the one that welcomed us, however. Ours was big, a 200-pounder, and she came at us through the water like a hog-torpedo. She lurched upward and thrust her hooves onto the portside tube, maw agape and demanding.

      It was a scary moment, like being mugged. “Here, take my wallet, please”—I tried to empty the pasta bits into her mouth, but much of it fell into the water instead, and a pig, as it happens, cannot feed on floating food.

      At this point, Cooper slid into the waist-deep water to get some good pictures for our magazine stories—yeah, we were on the clock.

      He didn’t have any food, so nothing to worry about, he figured. But our pig was aggravated now, feeling cheated. She swam round to his side of the boat and went right for him.

      Cooper stood his ground for a few images, but the last one was poorly framed, I later noticed, marking the exact moment he had decided to turn tail and flee.

      Watching from the boat, the movie at that moment downshifted into slow-mo. The pig opened her jaws wide enough to clutch a cantaloupe…then…she clamped down…on Cooper’s…right buttock!

      In times of peace, Cooper takes excellent care of his equipment, but under duress he tossed that $2,000 Canon onto the fiberglass floor of the dinghy like an empty Bud Light can. He followed a millisecond later, rolling over the tube into the boat.

      That night we shared our story with a couple wealthy Ohioans at the yacht club on Staniel; they owned villas there.

      “The one with the black spots?” the car dealer asked. “Yeah, they call her ‘Big Momma’,” the investment banker added. “They used to have a sign on the beach warning about her. She bites. She’s gonna be double-crispy bacon soon.”

         
      Am I wrong, or is Jonathan Cooper favoring his left cheek here? Cooper is now a broker for North Pacific Yachts in Seattle.

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    • LTM Additions: Yesterday (Tue, Aug 11)

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    • Tropical Update for Atlantic Basin – Fred Pickhardt


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      Tropical Update forAtlantic Basin

      Atlantic Tropical Basin shows some signs of activity

       
       
       
       
       

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      Tropical Waves (Atlantic & Eastern Caribbean)

      • Wave 1 (Cabo Verde / Eastern Atlantic): Axis along 29W (06N to 19N), moving West at 10–15 knots.
      • Wave 2 (Central Atlantic): Axis near 40W; broad cyclonic circulation near northern end.
      • Wave 3 (East of Lesser Antilles): Axis along 59W/60W (05N to 20N), moving West at 10–15 knots.

      Some gradual development is possible for waves 1 and 2 during the early to middle part of next week while the systems move westward. Upper-level winds are expected to become much less conducive for development later in the week. NOAA NHC currently gives these waves a slight (20-30%) risk for developing into a tropical cyclone.

         

       

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      • Shower Activity:
        • Showers and thunderstorms between 23N–27N / 87W–94W.
        • Scattered showers and thunderstorms expected through the afternoon in the eastern Gulf as well as the Bay of Campeche and SW Gulf.
      Caribbean
      • Shower Activity:
        • Scattered showers and thunderstorms located between Cuba and Jamaica, across the Cayman Islands, and south of western Cuba (including the Yucatan Channel).
      • Tropical Waves: Tropical wave extends along 59W/60W impacting the far eastern edge/Lesser Antilles.
      • Wind Speed & Direction:
        • South-Central & SW Caribbean: Fresh to strong trades with gale-force winds occurring tonight offshore Colombia and strong to near gale-force winds in the Gulf of Venezuela each night.
      Southwest Atlantic
      • Shower Activity:
        • Scattered showers and thunderstorms active north of the Bahamas and west of 75W (shifting NW and persisting north of 30N through Sunday).

      Note: Widespread Saharan dust continues over the Atlantic and Caribbean Sea, heaviest east of 60W.

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    • Weather Alert – Atlantic Tropics Continue To Slumber – SCDNR


       
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      Weather Alert  –  August 7, 2026

      Atlantic Tropics Continue To Slumber

      The Atlantic tropics remain tranquil with no active tropical cyclones and none expected for at least another week.

      This colorized visible satellite imagery shows the features of interest across the North Atlantic today.

      The above loop of visible satellite imagery above shows several features of interest across the North Atlantic and eastern U. S.:

      • Tropical waves along 58° west near the Lesser Antilles, along 44° west over the central tropical Atlantic, and along 23° west over Cabo Verde.
      • A massive cloud of Saharan dust covers much of the eastern and tropical North Atlantic; the dust cloud is dense near 20° north.
      • A cluster of thunderstorms east of Florida and over parts of The Bahamas, moving northwestward.
      • Strong vertical shear is evident over the Caribbean Sea; high wispy cirrus clouds are drifting eastward while the dots of lower clouds are being carried westward by the Trade Winds.

      Hostile conditions remain in place over the Main Development Region; upper-level westerly winds are causing vertical shear over the Caribbean Sea and vicinity, while a dry and dusty air mass is in place over the tropical Atlantic. A few tropical waves are moving through the basin, but they have little chance to develop further.

      The latest Tropical Weather Outlook from the National Hurricane Center indicates no tropical cyclone activity expected for the next week.

      As we expected a week ago, a disturbance is east of Florida today and is moving toward our coastline. It’s generating a haphazard collection of thunderstorms. It likely will remain disorganized as it skirts our coastline tonight and Saturday before departing to the northeast. We’ll have to watch it for surprises, but further development is very unlikely. Our coastal areas are likely to see some downpours from it over the next day or so, doing more good than harm in the face of the area’s ongoing drought.

      There are signs that the Atlantic might finally perk up in 10-15 days. The Madden-Julian Oscillation will become more favorable for Atlantic activity, and we’ll be in the typical ‘prime time’ for the Atlantic that starts in mid-August and ends in mid-October. So, now is a good time to ensure that your hurricane kits are ready for any action we might see in the coming weeks. If you need advice on what to put in your hurricane kit, hurricane.sc is the place to go for prep advice.


      SC Weather Highlights For the Next Week:

      Thursday brought a ‘just what the doctor ordered’ soaking to much of the state Thursday, especially the Midlands and Columbia metro. As usual for these setups, Whaley Street in Columbia flooded. As usual, a driver made the mistake of driving into those waters and quickly was introduced to the concept of engine hydrolock. I’m sure that driver will be fine after dropping thousands of dollars on repairs.

      Seriously, y’all, don’t drive through flood waters. The water was deep enough that the car could have been carried downstream and that driver could have drowned, or first responders could have been put at risk during a rescue. When we say, “Turn around, don’t drown,” it’s not just a cute rhyme.

      We have another setup this afternoon for slow-moving downpours that can result in isolated flash flooding, especially in prone areas. So, be careful if you encounter a flooded road and reroute around flood waters. Also, we likely see a severe storm with locally damaging wind in a few places.

      Downpours along our coast with the disturbance moving in from the Atlantic later tonight and Saturday can also cause isolated flash flooding. We’ll also see a scattering of afternoon thunderstorms in the Upstate Saturday, with only isolated storms elsewhere.

      In general, the trend over the next few days will be toward less widespread afternoon thunderstorm activity and hotter afternoons; we’ll return to typical midsummer weather. Our temperatures have run a little below average over the last few days, but will likely be a little above average next week. Through Saturday, our highs will be in the upper 80s and lower 90s, but we’ll see lower to middle 90s for highs for a while starting Tuesday.

      It’s unlikely we see any more cold fronts this far south through next week, but most of the computer models show one reaching us the following week.


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    • Cruisers’ Net Weekly Newsletter – August 7, 2026

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    • ‘Luperon Four’ Are Freed After Wild Immigration Arrests in D.R. – Loose Cannon

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      ‘Luperon Four’ Are Freed After Wild Immigration Arrests in D.R.

      Is Jailing Russian Sailors a One-Off, or a Scary Signal About Tourist Visa Policy?

       
       
       
       
       

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      The Luperon Four: From left, Leonid Viktorovich Traikovskii, Vitaliy X, Nikolai Nikolaevich Martynov and Denis Sergeevich Petrovskikh. Beneath are the people responsible for their arrest: Richard Osoria, an Immigration lawyer named Zuly and the current commander of the Navy post at Luperon.

      The Luperon Four were released from a Dominican lockup Monday, three days after being arrested for overstaying their tourist visas in a place where this has never happened to foreign cruisers, almost all of whom have overstayed status. All four men—a captain and crew—are Russian.

      So was a fifth mariner thrown out of the country in May. None of the five appear to have committed a crime. As you will read, overstaying your visa here is not.

      “A miracle happened. Something incredible. We are free,” Nikolai Martynov said after arriving back in Luperon.

      “Throughout our arrest, we told Richard we wanted to pay the fine and leave the Dominican Republic on our yacht. We spoke good Spanish. Then they handcuffed us and took us to prison for deportation,” Martynov said earlier, in a message from jail. (Richard Osoria, a Dominican official, is a major figure in this debacle, to be discussed later in this story.)

      Since their arrest on Friday, the men had been forced to sleep on the floor of an immigration jail that is normally populated by Haitians detained in the ongoing nationwide round-up of undocumented workers from the neighboring nation.

         
      One of the Russian detainees sleeps on the floor of the detention center.

      This is a strange case, and particularly disturbing for the cruising community. Luperon Bay is the premier hurricane hole of the Caribbean. Hurricane season lasts for six months, but a foreign visitor has overstayed his or her visa by day 31 after having entered the country (or on day 61 if a one-month extension is obtained).

      Whether they are waiting out hurricane season, or because they just like the liveaboard life there, most foreign sailors in Luperon have overstayed their visa as of right now.

      Wider Implications

      But this is potentially bigger than a couple hundred eccentric liveaboard gringos.

      There is no formal count, but at any particular moment the D.R. is host to possibly more than 100,000 foreigners who haven’t gone through the long and expensive process of acquiring a formal residency permit. Mostly retirees from Canada, the U.S. and Europe, these expats are clustered in coastal communities such as Sosua, Las Terranas and Punta Cana, using continuous tourist visa renewals.

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      Like the Luperon sailors, Most of these folks overstay their visas, anywhere from a few days to years and years.

      This requires an explanation of the D.R.’s unique tourist visa system. Whether by design or through bureaucratic evolution, the visa system now functions as a cash cow for the government. Foreigners overstaying their visas pay a fee at the airport on their way out of the country—a fee not a fine as Martynov said earlier in the story.

      No one at the airport scolds you: “Thank you very much. Have a nice flight. See you back here soon.”

      The fee structure is based on length of stay. Thirty-one to 90 days costs the equivalent of $60, three to nine months is $96 and it increases in steps such as this up to $1,681 for a 10-year overstay and $120 for each year after that.

      Immigration’s New Role

      So how did these four-plus-one of Russians manage to get arrested?

      For reasons of policy, the Dominican Navy keeps track of every recreational craft moving about in its waters, including visiting foreign vessels wanting to exit the country or to move from one port to another.

      There is no cruising permit like the Bahamas that lets cruisers roam once they’ve cleared in. (Supposedly, something called a cruising permit exists, but it doesn’t apply in this case, and it’s too complicated to be worth explaining here.)

      Quite simply, skipper Denis Petrovskikh was asking for a despacho from the Navy, a permission slip to sail his boat Primary Purpose to the port of Samana, a little more than 100 nautical miles east of Luperon. Getting a despacho used to be a routine process, though it might occasionally involve “tipping” an official.

      The difference now: As of 2026, the General Directorate of Immigration has a role in the process, even for travel by sea from one domestic port to another. In Luperon that apparently requires dealing with the aformentioned Richard Osoria (again, someone who will be discussed later).

      As it happened, the four Russians had overstayed their visas, like almost everyone else in the harbor and likely half the foreigners living in the Dominican Republic. They were arrested, fingerprinted, photographed, handcuffed.

      One can see why the authorities might hesitate to let people owing hundreds of dollars leave on a boat; they might decide not to come back. However, these folks were not caught trying to get away, they were merely asking permission. The question that is never answered in this story is why didn’t Dominican authorities just say, “permissioned denied and here’s why.”

      The Other Russian

      The same thing had happened to another Russian named Vladimir Malosaev. On May 5, the American captain of a U.S.-flagged vessel applied for a despacho to sail to Samana with Malosaev as crew. Malosaev has a home and wife in the Dominican Republic. He owns two boats of his own there.

         
      Vladimir Malosaev owns two boats in the D.R., while he is stuck in Columbia.

      Malosaev is apparently a careful guy. He has an actual letter sent to Immigration authorities requesting an extension of his tourist status and a response from them saying that no extension is needed and that he could remain in the D.R. and pay a fee upon departure. He had sought clarification because his visa had expired 11 years earlier.

      Malosaev also had an official background check document stating he had no criminal history, no outstanding warrants.

      All for naught. “When it became clear that I would not be released, and we were waiting for the escort service to arrive, Richard (Osoria) made it clear that he would not allow me to escape,” Malosaev said.

      He was escorted to Santo Domingo in an Immigration vehicle with a driver and two armed guards. Malosaev recalled the experience:

      My personal belongings and phone are taken from me. The “hotel” is a barracks designed for about 20 people. In reality, there are about 50 people there. Mattresses on the floor. I am introduced to the local prison boss and the chain of command within this detention cell. I am offered the chance to buy a bed and soap. I refuse. The conditions are harsh, but survivable for a seafarer.

      Technically, Malosaev was not deported. He was forced to buy his own airline ticket to Colombia and escorted onto the plane on May 8. Four days later, he tried to fly back home, thinking he could start is tourist visa countdown all over again, but he was flagged and sent back to Colombia on the same plane.

      Messaging the Chief

      Dominican Navy Vice-Admiral Luis Rafael Lee Ballester wears a second hat in the administration of President Louis Abinader. Ballester heads the country’s General Directorate of Migration, which makes him point-man in the D.R.’s massive crackdown on undocumented Haitian migrants. His agency has overseen the deportation of 226,500 Haitians so far this year.

      So, it was a bit of a surprise when Ballester responded to a message from Loose Cannon Sunday afternoon, asking what the heck was going on with the Luperon Four arrests:

      Hello. Good afternoon Peter, nice to hear from you and thanks for contacting. I will pass your requirements to my operations and communication team, as soon as they get an answer, I will contact you again. If you see it is taking more time than normal, please let me know.

      By the next afternoon, word had filtered back to Luperon that the four Russians had been freed. “The boss, a very big, important boss, heard our story and said we could go,” Nikolai Martynov messaged on a group chat after being freed.

      For confirmation, another message was sent to Ballester: “Admiral, the four Russians were released this afternoon. Was this your doing?” His reply:

      Yes, they are overstayed in D.R., and we were investigating why, because instead of leaving the country, they wanted to go to Samana D.R., and that was not possible. The only option they have is to take their boat and go to other country

      That’s all he would say, however. Any other questions would have to be answered through channels. That is, going in person to the directorate’s HQ in Santo Domingo, which was not possible, as this is being typed from an old sailboat docked in North Florida. Don’t see this as stonewalling necessarily; meeting face-to-face is a cultural norm in Latin America to assess whether a stranger is a serious person.

      The Trickster

      Richard Osoria is a chameleon-like fixture in Luperon Bay. He is reportedly a municipal police officer who parlayed his English-language abilities to a secondment first to the Dominican Navy and now to the Directorate of Immigration. This comes at the same time as Immigration’s enhanced role in domestic travel by foreign boats.

      For years, he would be among the various officials involved in clearing cruisers into the county upon arrival in Luperon, often taking a skiff to greet them in the harbor. Many cruisers had the impression that Osoria was the actual commandante of Luperon’s Navy post and often proceeded on that belief.

      Via message, Osoria was asked why he had the Russians arrested, which gave him the opportunity to deny that it was actually his call. “Why did you do that when all they did was overstay their tourist visas like half the gringos in the D.R.? Please tell me,” he was asked. No reply.

      Which is too bad. Stories of Osoria’s hijinks in the harbor are numerous and some quite serious. Establishing a dialogue about the Luperon Four and changes in official policies toward resident cruisers might have been an opening to discuss a host of allegations, old and new.

      When the Luperon Four arrived back in Luperon, having been ordered to sail away and not come back, Osoria was waiting. Initially, he told them they could not return to Denis Petrovskikh’s sailboat. They were to camp without bedding outside the Port Control office, which on a summer night can be sweltering and mosquito-ridden.

      Eventually, Osoria’s mind was changed. The men were allowed to sleep aboard Primary Purpose.

      In other enforcement action, Osoria and a female colleague known only as Zuly have apparently been confronting foreigners in and around Luperon and demanding to see their papers. One foreigner, who asked that his or her name not be used, described one encounter:

      This woman Zuly is riding around on the back of Richard’s motorcycle demanding to see gringo passports. They stopped me at the old resort hotel gates and demanded to see my passport, which I did not have at that time. They demanded that I bring my passport to their office under threat of arrest. I went the next day. My visa is overstayed by seven years but they don’t care.

      Status Report

      The crew of Primary Purpose are preparing her for a sea voyage to somewhere else. Vladimir Malosaev is cooling his heels as an exile Colombia, corresponding with Dominican Immigration, pleading to be allowed to return to his home and family.

      Meanwhile, Dominican tourism officials must be devastated. For the past decade and a half, they have labored under an initiative to brand Luperon has a go-to harbor for what they call “nautical tourism.”

      The biggest impediments to this dream appear to have come from branches of their own government that apparently enjoy seniority.

      The Navy, which has responsibility for the bay, was unable to prevent chronic diesel spills from a resident fishing fleet, some of which were so bad that cruisers woke up sickened in the night. As it turned out, some of fishing boats were connected to a powerful drug smuggling ring. The result was a lot of bad publicity.

      Cruisers who passed through Luperon over the years have shared tales of official corruption experienced during their stay, tales oft repeated on social media.

      Now, the visa-overstay-tolerance policy relied upon by foreigners everywhere in the D.R. has been called into question—at least locally. And no one has answered the question of whether these arrests represent a change in course or this whole mess is just another example of shenanigans from the Trickster of Luperon Bay.

      Admiral Ballester has promised that a news release will be forthcoming. Let’s see what it says.

         
      To Officer Richard Osoria and Admiral Ballester a question: Why didn’t Migration just deny the applications for a despacho and explain its reasons, rather than tossing foreign sailors into jail?

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    • Dismal Swamp Canal is back OPEN, Dismal Swamp Canal Welcome Center


      Set in beautiful Camden Count, NC, the Dismal Swamp Canal Welcome Center provides free dockage for cruisers' on the Dismal Swamp AICW Alternate Route

      The Dismal Swamp Canal Welcome Center, a Salty Southeast Cruisers Net sponsor,  is a great place to visit any time. 

      Great news to share to start off the week & month of August:
       
      The historic & scenic Dismal Swamp Canal is back OPEN to Navigation today! 
       
      Locks & drawbridges are opening on their normal schedule.
       
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