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attempting to set up mining, but due to the political upheavals of recent years, it has been suspended.

We had moved farther from the land because of the strong east wind from the night of July 21-22; On the morning of this last day, we approached the coast again, which stood at six to seven leagues, like a low green shore. On the afternoon of July 22, the sea curled; the atmosphere was humid with fog, so that, except for the Gurupi Mountains, heaps of mountains near the low, wooded coast, we could find nothing else there. We were heading west, four to five leagues from the coast; the sea survey frequently indicated 10 to 15 bore depths. The next day we found ourselves in front of Caete Bay, from where the coast rises to the west in a succession of white hills, the Piraucu Hills. Many islands with mangroves, are bordered by these hills, and were of benefit to our pilot, an old mulatto, who guided us with admirable skill. At three o'clock in the afternoon, we anchored in the depth of eight bracas,

Coast of Salinas, Ponta da Atalaia beach today

in front of the coast of Salinas, and told the pilot at Ponta da Atalaia guardhouse that we needed him aboard. This practice is maintained here by a 600$000 salary for the man who guides ships to Para. That night he gave us to understand, with two flashes of light, that he was available and that he would come to us the next morning. The brig swayed all night most unpleasantly, preventing us from sleeping; besides, it was windy and humid; no stars flickered in the foggy sky. When at last the pilot, around noon on July 24, came rowing, we watched him climb aboard the royal schooner, which was anchored beside us. We had no choice but to follow this boat without discrepancy in all its movements.

After sailing a few nautical miles, we reached the so-called Braganca Channel with water of eight to ten bracas in depth, and eight to 20 bracas wide, which, at a distance of five to six leagues from the continent, makes dangerous turns in between. Some of the turns have only a little water on the sandy bottom, and here and there the shoals announce themselves by the roar of the waters.

Para River outlet and shoals

The most famous among these shoals are the Coroas da Tijuca, to the north of the continent's most extreme point of land, located on the eastern side of the Para River outlet. Both the Braganca Canal and the other north of the latter, which the largest ships usually enter, the Canal Grande, pass between those sandbars and the mainland. After a couple leagues of travel, the muddy, earthy color and diminishing salt in the water announced that we were