Kris Kremers en Lisanne Froon, Panama #48 - nieuwe tijdlijn

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Op dinsdag 5 augustus 2014 05:02 schreef Mishu het volgende:

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Zouden die 90 foto's door een lokale indiaan gemaakt zijn die niks van een iPhone of zijn camera snapt maar toch dingen uitprobeerde?

De foto's zijn gemaakt met de camera, niet met de telefoon
De foto's zijn genomen midden in de nacht
3 dagen na het maken van deze "foto's" werd een van de telefoons nog gebruikt om te bellen (althans geprobeerd)

Ik zeg: dubbele verdwaling, elkaar al tussen 14:00 en 16:30 kwijtgeraakt.

• Kris vindt haar overleden vriendin op 11 april, vindt nog wat batterij in haar telefoon en doet een laatste poging 911 te bellen
• Kort erna overlijdt ook zij

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Op dinsdag 5 augustus 2014 05:20 schreef Basxt het volgende:
het hele eiland is afgezocht,

Welk eiland bedoel je?

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Op dinsdag 5 augustus 2014 05:48 schreef Mishu het volgende:

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Hoe kan je elkaar nou in godsnaam kwijtraken. Iedereen volgt elkaar tijdens een wandeling.

Ben een verhaal aan het schrijven, dan lees je het vanzelf.

Die 50 dagen zijn in theorie. De praktijk kan heul anders uitpakken. Er zijn meer gevaren dan bescherming in die wildernis.

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Op dinsdag 5 augustus 2014 06:33 schreef Mishu het volgende:

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Nouja ook wel praktijk omdat ik overal lees dat zwakke ouderen die niks meer eten zo lang nog leven.

Is dat na dagenlang door een vochtige, hete jungle gesjokt te hebben, met vele giftige slangen, spinnen en andere beesten?

Goed, mijn scenario. Commentaar is meer, meer dan gewenst.

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Ok guys and gals, after 4 months of research into this case, and after today’s EenVandaag show I formulated a scenario which I consider at this moment the most logical and possible to cover the known facts and especially answering some questions to the “illogical” things we now know about.

I want to ask you to challenge my hypothesis based on facts and logic, not based on preconceived ideas:

Tragic Reencounter

On Tuesday April 1st Lisanne Froon (22) and Kris Kremers (21) looked on the internet and in the folder of their language school for a nice hike for that day. The just learned the day before, to frustration of especially Lisanne, that their voluntary work in Boquete was postponed for a week. Hence they booked two tours with the most experienced guide of the village; Feliciano Gonzalez. He would take the girls to a strawberry farm on Wednesday April 2nd and on a difficult hike Saturday April 5th to the Baru Volcano.

So on Tuesday they looked for a pretty simple hike for that day, saw some hikes to the Lost Waterfalls, others and the Pianista Trail was the one they chose. The read about the Mirador, the continuation of the trail into Bocas del Toro. At about 10:30 that morning they took a taxi to Il Pianista, the restaurant behind which starts the El Pianista trail, following up the El Pianista river. They passed the finca of Lorenzo Gonzalez and arrived at the Mirador at around 13:00 (1 PM). Here Kris took the famous last photo of Lisanne, standing happy on the Mirador. Then they walked on and after about 45 min they silently lost their cell phone coverage.

At around 14:00 Kris and Lisanne arrived at the 1st quebrada or creek (bergbeekje in Dutch). Lisanne took the last photo of Kris here.

They hiked on to the 2nd quebrada where they arrived around 15:00 and here they were completely alone in the forest, saw a small waterfall and wanted to fresh up a bit before hiking back to the Mirador and home to Boquete. With the 3 hour hike they had coming, they would arrive @ Il Pianista again just before dark. They took off their bras which they put in the backpack and enjoyed the cold water coming from the mountain. Kris took the water bottle she had from their backpack and told Lisanne she went for a short private pitstop in the woods before hiking back again to Boquete. This happened more or less at 15:30.

Lisanne stayed behind with the backpack, in which she had the two phones of the girls, the camera and the just taken off bras. Also Lisannes passport and Kris’s insurance card were in the backpack. Lisanne had her own 0.5 l plastic bottle of water.

Lisanne was enjoying the nice area, the swim in the ice cold water which cooled her off pretty quickly. Refreshing. After 15 minutes she still did not see Kris coming back from her pit stop and began to wonder where she’d be, so she shouted to her friend

Kris went a bit into the woods and chose a place to do what she had to do. Here she was completely surprised by some fauna which scared her and she started to run. Because of the direction she could not run back towards her friend, but she ran in the opposite direction away from her. The tapir/swarm of bees/other animal or group of animals formed a barrier to get back to Lisanne and she ran farther away.

In the meantime Lisanne was getting scared something awful had happened and started to look for her friend shouting her name. But Kris, scared as hell, was already too far away in the dense Caribbean side forest that she could not hear her friend calling her. In complete panic, she could not find the way anymore, back to the quebrada. Lisanne in the meantime packed everything they had in their backpack and started to look for her friend. She kept looking in different places but no trace of her poor colleague of Kruispunt Amersfoort.

At about 16:30 Lisanne was in full distress and panic and she started to call 112, the Dutch emergency line and also 911 she tried. No call made it because there was no reception on that side of the Continental Divide.

Because of the sun setting in the West, behind the mountains, darkness fell much earlier than they had experienced the days before in Boquete.

Both girls were now separated from eachother.

In the next days they kept looking for each other and to paths to find their way back to civilization again. At one of these days Kris ended up on the banks of the Changuinola river, in an area where this river was called Culebra. She did not know this and also not that the name was given to the stream because of the abundance of poisonous snakes in the area. Kris waited here at the river bank for her friend to show up, as she expected Lisanne also reaching the river to come looking for her. She waited and waited and no sign of her friend. She started to become very thirsty and hungry and thought she’d needed to look for bananas, nuts, roots or anything edible to stay alive and keep her warm. But what if Lisanne would reach the river side just at that moment? She got an idea; I will leave my short jeans here as a sign, a sign for Lisanne that Kris had been there so if she’d see the jeans she would stay there and wait for her friend to come back with something to eat.

Lisanne on the other hand followed a different route to this river, took a different crossing and kept searching in despair for her lost buddy. While the days passed she kept calling 911 with her phone, also using it (as little as possible) as a light at night. After her own Samsung phone batteries died, she kept doing the same but using Kris’s iPhone to call for help. But nowhere she could get any signal.

The days passed and Kris collected some things to eat and tried to come back to the place she left her jeans. But… it wasn’t there anymore. The heavy rains caused the river to swell rapidly and she lost her only sign and piece of clothing she had. The river started to drop quickly again, the rains stopped and the sun came through. In the heat of the day both Kris and Lisanne suffered. Kris walked along the drying riverbed and at one moment got stuck with her boot in a hole. She tried to get her foot out, but weakened by hunger and thirst she was not able to do it. The only possibility would be to take off her shoe and get her foot out. When she unlaced her shoe, she suddenly saw why the river was called Culebra; it was swarming with snakes in the hole between the rocks and roots. She managed to pull her foot out but didn’t dare to get her shoe with her bare hands. On one sock and one shoe she looked for sticks and stones in the area to make it happen, but unfortunately she did not manage to do it.

In the meantime, still in complete stress and hunger, her friend was looking for Kris wherever she could. She looked along the river but couldn’t find her.

Lisanne used both cellphones to have light and called various times to the emergency line but still no reception in the deserted Nance de Risco area.

The night of the 7th of April to the morning of the 8th Lisanne, weakened by the lack of food, sleep and dehydrated, still in complete distress about her situation, she wanted to keep the little battery she had on her phone and walked along a rocky cliff along the river. She took photos with her camera and tried to get light with it to find her way through the area she was. Curious night eyes came up to the poor girl and she tried to scare away the animals with her photo camera. Some branches, pollen and the vague red rocky surface appeared in 3 out of the 90 pictures she was able to take before the camera batteries died all the way. Soon after this she fell asleep. Next morning she was very ill and could not walk far anymore. She reached more or less the place where the backpack would be found 65 days afterwards. Here she finally deceased by a combination of dehydration, pain and suffering and lack of food and sleep, bites from bugs and snakes.

It is at this place poor Kris would find her friend just 3 days later, on April 11th. The exhausted girl, still without jeans and with one shoe, found the backpack intact and she tried to look for her phone. There was just 1% of battery left which she used to hysterically call 911. In that she failed and in exhaustion she was not able anymore to leave a farewell message for her parents. The camera battery did not survive the lighting-photo taking session Lisanne did 3 days before. She was not able anymore to build a grave for her friend and soon afterwards she died too.

After the death of both young women, the river started to swell again and washed ashore some remains of the girls. Some kilometers upstream the missing shoe of Kris was washed ashore too. In the tropical humid climate of Bocas del Toro province, the bodies quickly disintegrated and washed partly into the river again leaving behind Kris pelvic bone and Lisannes boot and foot close to each other.

The guide that walked the complete trail for days starting April 3rd could not locate the poor girls who were already weakened and searching for food and water. Sinaproc did not go into Bocas del Toro and the parents of the missing girls who arrived April 8th in the morning in Boquete, Panama were unaware of the girls still alive on a mere 17 km from where they were.

In the coming months the climate, bacteria and river swelling and sinking distributed the final remains over a large area.

"De" watervallen zijn aan de Boquetekant van de bergen. Dit watervalletje is bij de quebradas (bergbeekjes). komt geen hont.

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Op dinsdag 5 augustus 2014 07:23 schreef Omdatappel het volgende:
Hoe zou je, in de lijn van jouw hypothese, verklaren dat het bekkenbot van Kris niet meer intact was, Mata? Dat zal wel iets krachtigs geweest moeten zijn, lijkt me.

Flash floods tegen rotsen. Water is enorm sterk, kan hele huizen verbrijzelen (tsunami).