Cacao or Joseph Ermeler's Travels
Copyright© 2026 by Argon
Chapter 3: The Spice Islands
Finally, ten months after sailing from Genoa, their lookout sighted the small island of Ambon, where the Portuguese had a small fort and a trading post. They were not at peace with some of the neighbouring islands and even with the ruler of the northern part of Ambon Island, but the settlers traded in nutmeg and other spices, for which demand and prices were high back home.
Two days after first sighting the southern part of Ambon, the trading ships cast anchor at the settlement of Ambon. Capitano Ricci sent word to the fort that protected the anchorage, stating his peaceful intentions and their desire to trade with the merchants of Ambon.
An answer came within two hours, welcoming the Genoese merchants and inviting them to come ashore. That was auspicious, and they collected samples of their trading goods and set out for the shore and the settlement. Joseph, by now fairly knowledgeable of the Portuguese language, went ashore with his apprentice only, and with several sacks of samples for the goods he had to sell, whilst his journeyman stayed aboard, tasked with readying their goods.
The merchants were received by their fellow traders, and quickly, they presented what they had to offer and inspected the spices and other wares for barter. Of course, no deals were concluded on this first day, but invitations and counter invitations were exchanged, and over the next week, a lively traffic of boats between shore and ships developed, as wares were inspected and prices or bartered goods were negotiated. After the first week in Ambon, Joseph had sold or bartered almost a third of his iron ingots, half his fuse-lock muskets, and a healthy part of the lace and other European finery. In return, he received over three tonnes of spices and even incense, which would sell to the churches and monasteries back at home. He and his journeyman took pains to store the precious spices high in the hold of the Dom Pedro, away from the bilge water, and packed in the strongly built crates and chests which had held the muskets and cutlery.
The other merchants also made good business, and after ten days at anchor, Ricci readied the ships to sail for the the island of Ternate, too. It had been governed de facto by the Portuguese as well, but the Mussulman Sultan Baabullah had conquered them and now ruled the island. Ternate produced clove and other spices, and, after a council with the traders, it was decided to try to trade there as well. In spite of the strong anti-Portuguese sentiment of the sultans of Ternate, Ricci hoped that Genoese ships might be allowed to buy and sell wares.
It took the Dom Pedro and her consorts five days to reach Ternate, skirting the sister island, Tidore, which was ruled by another local potentate. The ships anchored off the eastern coast of Ternate, where the sultans resided in the former Portuguese fort, at the foot of the huge volcano which crowned the island. Ricci had hired a young man from Ambon who spoke the local language but also some Portuguese, and that man was sent ashore to make contact. He was instructed to explain that the Genoese ships were there to trade and not to conquer or even settle on the island.
Their emissary did not return come the evening, and the captains readied their ships against a possible attack, but come the first sunlight, the boat returned, followed by a second boat that carried the vizier of the sultan. That man had some Portuguese, and he started the negotiations, asked what wares they had to sell and what wares they wanted to buy.
The vizier was very interested in European-made weapons, mainly flint-lock muskets, and the availability of such firearms on the ships helped enormously. Capitano Ricci weighed in on that, too, offering the three falcons recovered from the wreck of the Gaeta, and soon, the Genoese fleet was very welcome. Here, all negotiations were through the vizier, not with local merchants, but they could get over six tonnes of dried cloves for their guns, and Joseph traded part of his iron ingots for another three tonnes. This was an excellent business for them and after the conclusion of the negotiations and the exchange of the trading goods, the vizier related an invitation to attend a feast which the sultan would hold for his Genoese friends. The vizier was also kind enough to instruct them about the proper conduct before a Mussulman sultan, but he also allowed for the young priest to be included, provided he did not try to preach.
For Joseph, this was quite an adventure and experience to be received by a foreign ruler, albeit the ruler over a tiny island. Strange fruits and vegetable abounded on the tables, and so did spicy rice dishes, but meats comprised birds and small, local animals only. Also, no wines or spirited drinks were offered to the guests, but teas and even coffee, the best Joseph ever tasted. Of course, they had brought a present for the sultan, a beautiful Spanish fowling musket, with ivory inlays and a silver butt, which caused the sultan, so far having been silent, to stand and deliver a short speech. The vizier translated it with difficulty.
“Our friends from Genoa will always be welcome to return and grace our table!”
Of course, the sultan was not to be outdone, and the captains and leading merchants received finely crafted, ornamental, curved daggers — a particular honour as the vizier hastened to explain. They all rose from their cushions and bowed deeply in response. This ended the official part, and when the sultan rose and retired, the Genoese visitors understood the signal and withdrew to their ships. The vizier himself saw them to the shore and also assured them of a benevolent reception for future Genoese trading expeditions.
They all boarded the Dom Pedro and in the great cabin of their lead ship, they celebrated the successful ending of their visit, this time with fine Ligurian wines.
Early in the next morning, however, the freshly victualled ships weighed anchor and left the hospitable island, with Luis Nuñes setting a southern course, to bring them back the way they had come. They followed that course for four days, and then turned to southwest, to sail past the unexplored Buru Island, which was visible from afar, being crowned by a huge volcano, and onwards. They had to sail hard to the western wind, and progress became slow. It took them over a week to reach the southernmost point of the return journey, and now they had to sail westward, depending on very unstable winds, just south of the equator. The sun was burning down on the ships, melting the tar of their seams, and the scarce water rations did not suffice for the sweating sailors. For two days, they made no progress at all, wallowing in the swell of the sea, without even a hint of wind to alleviate the heat.
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