Illheus and onwards

We are down in Illheus, and are setting off for Rio tomorrow. Before we left Itaparica, we were convinced to go and check out a nearby waterfall ten miles away. So with nothing but a couple of waypoints we sailed off. There was no waterfall. Anywhere. We poked around a bit looking for the ellusive feature, then a bit more, poked around too much then ran aground. Thankfully it was on a rising tide, so after ten minutes of well co-ordinated panic we managed to get free. And then we nearly lost our new fibreglass dingy towing it home when we were hit with 20 knots and it started drowning. Anywho we set off for illheus two days later and had a great sail. Today is day 3. Illheus is described in the guide as "a small fishing village that time forgot". Experience is something to the contrary. We are anchored in dark brown water overlooking a cement factory. Still, I guess with a stretch of the imagination and ignoring the flies, you could imagine it was Willy Wonka's chocolate factory. But it ticks all the boxes: supermacado, cash machine, t'internet. And the yacht club has got a swimming pool. So tomorrow we will be off for Rio, or, more specifically, Niteroi on the other side of the bay. Should be there a week or two taking in the sites, the beaches, and the chart agents before heading for Paraty and the islands to the south.