A voyage to Senegal : $b or, Historical, philosophical, and political memoirs, relative to the discoveries, establishments and commerce of Europeans in the Atlantic Ocean, from Cape Blanco to the river of Sierra LeoneDurand, Jean Baptiste Léonard
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A voyage to Senegal : $b or, Historical, philosophical, and political memoirs, relative to the discoveries, establishments and commerce of Europeans in the Atlantic Ocean, from Cape Blanco to the river of Sierra Leone
Durand, Jean Baptiste Léonard
Africa, Northwest; Senegal -- Description and travel
The large opening cannot be passed without an expert pilot, who is
in the habit of visiting it every day, to know exactly its state
and depth; both of which are uncertain, as they vary according
to circumstances. All, therefore, that is known, is the extent
and rapidity of the floods; but the sudden variations in question
must doubtless be attributed to the double action of the river and
the sea.
The pilot who is engaged to conduct ships over the bar, has a large
boat with a deck, and a crew of Negroes, who have no cloathing
but a band of linen about six inches broad, which passes between
their thighs: they are all strongly-made people, and excellent
swimmers. But notwithstanding their knowledge and activity, the boat
and its crew often perish: they, however, more frequently escape the
destruction which threatens them, and often exert themselves for
the safety of strangers. But woe be to the rash seamen who might
dare to attempt without their assistance the passage of the bar,
as they would infallibly perish. Fortunately this passage does not
last longer than a quarter of an hour; but it inspires so much dread,
that the length of time seems insupportable. The first persons who
passed this bar must have been intrepid sailors.
When this passage is effected, its horrors are succeeded by a calm,
as the course of the river then becomes as smooth and gentle as
its entrance was shocking and difficult.
It is from twenty to twenty-five feet deep, and of a considerable
width. The exhausted rowers then take breath, drink brandy, and
dance and rejoice at their success: they of course always receive a
recompence. When I entered, I gave them a louis d’or, with which
they were so highly satisfied that they were a long time singing
my generosity, and afterwards did me great honour in the colony.
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