A yachting vacation has turned into a nightmare for a young Canadian woman whose father was shot to death by pirates in Honduras. Myda Egrmajer managed to fend off the armed robbers, but was forced to remain aboard the boat with her father’s body for hours this past week until she was rescued, relatives of the woman said Saturday as they recounted the disturbing tale.
The Ottawa woman is now safe in Belize.
“She survived. We don’t know how or why,” her aunt, Merrillynn Wilson, told Postmedia News.
“It’s very sketchy; none of this makes sense to us. But we know she’s OK, at least physically.”
The woman in her mid-20s was cruising the Caribbean Sea with her father, Milan Egrmajer, 58, who was 2 1/2 years into a voyage along the eastern coast of North America aboard his sailboat, Adena.
She had been aboard a few weeks when bad weather on Thursday forced them to dock in a sheltered area, her aunt said.
“What we’re being told is they docked very close to shore, and pirates just came on board,” her aunt said, speaking from Mahone Bay, N.S. “I’m told she set off a flare and scared the pirates off.”
A spokesman for the Honduran Security Ministry said Saturday that Milan was shot because he apparently resisted a robbery.
"Another boat pulled up and several men tried to rob them. It appears the man resisted and they shot him," Leonel Sauceda said.
No arrests have been made, he added.
The vessel was docked near Tela in northern Honduras, where Myda stayed alone for several hours with her father’s dead body while Honduran officials searched for her through the bad weather.
By the time weather cleared Friday, Myda had been picked up by a private vessel operated by Australians and was en route to Belize, said Wilson’s husband, Kelly.
“She should be on her way home soon,” he said.
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Poster Comment:
The one that got away.
Nothing excites Pirates more than seeing a Canadian flag on a vessel, they know it's unarmed and the crew will probably not resist.
It's like ringing a diner bell
