Category Archives: The Galapagos Islands

Isla Genovesa

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The third stop on our trip was at Genovesa Island.  This was the longest sail we’d have to do on the trip, and was the worst nights sleep any of us experienced.  Our boat was comfortably sized for the 16 passengers plus crew, however during long open ocean crossings, the engine noise and the rocking made for a challenging night.  Even the icebreakers I’ve spent time on in the Antarctic were much smoother than this! 

Once we arrived it was immediately obvious why this was nicknamed “Bird Island.”  Just on the beach alone there were hundreds of boobies, gulls, frigate-birds, and of course the famous Galapagos finches.  We spent about three hours walking around the beach, probably not more than two kilometers total, but never for a second felt bored.  I was really enjoying myself, playing with all the settings on my camera, getting up close to the birds, and just smelling the salt air.    We went snorkeling again before lunch, and spotted another black tipped reef shark, along with our first Galapagos shark.  Pretty cool!

After a quick trip back to the yacht for lunch, we came out to another landing called “Prince Phillip’s Steps.”  Apparently if you’re a prince, people tend to really be impressed by where you walk.  No one really seemed to take my suggest to rename them to Henry Malmgren’s steps very seriously… 

The steps led to the top of the island, where we spent a couple of hours looking for the rare short eared owl.  The surface of the island was pretty spectacular..it was all old lava flows, and had huge cracks and crevices running everywhere.  The soil was extremely poor, and the vegetation was pretty sparse.  It was surprisingly hot, but we got to see the cooling behavior of the birds as they vibrated their throat pouches to generate a breeze.   We’d just about given up on seeing the owl and were on our way back to the boat when our guide spotted one way off in the distance.  None of us would have ever seen it, and it took my longest lens to even come close to getting a shot. 

That evening after dinner we started sailing back towards our next destination…another mostly sleepless night, punctuated by a bit of excitement as we crossed over the equator.

Santa Fe Island and Caleta Tortuga Negra

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Our second stop was small islet called Santa Fe off of the larger island of Santa Cruz.  This one was similar in geography to yesterday’s stop, but it had the largest variety of prickly pear cactus I’ve ever seen.  Normally they grow on the ground like shrubs, but these had evolved into tree like plants.  Their only predator on this island are the land iguanas that populate the island, but can’t climb up to reach the high succulent leaves.  Our guide said that the only islands where the cactus grow so tall are the ones that have tortoises and iguanas, both herbivores who treat their leaves as a favorite snack.  This has developed into an evolutionary arms race, where the tortoises evolved longer necks, and the cactus keep getting taller.  Unfortunately all the tortoises on this island were hunted into extinction by the 1800s era sailors, so it appears that the cactus have won this battle…at least until there are sufficient tortoises raised in captivity to repopulate the island!

After lunch we went for our first snorkel of the trip..the water was cool, but with a rented wetsuit pretty tolerable.  It didn’t take long at all before some of the local sea lions came over to investigate the new people who were hanging out.  They’re pretty curious creatures, but easily distracted…they see so many people on a daily basis that they don’t hang out very long.  I guess chasing crabs or relaxing on the beach is a lot more interesting to them than swimming with some pasty white tourists!  A highlight of the diving was our first shark encounter of the trip.  I’ve been fortunate enough to do more than my share of diving in a lot of different oceans, but these were the sharkiest waters I’ve ever been in.  I don’t think there was a day that we didn’t see a shark of one kind or another.

The final activity of the evening was going for a panga ride in a mangrove swamp.  It was pretty close to dusk, and we were on the lookout for sea turtles.  I figured we’d see a couple of individuals…never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that we’d stumble upon a turtle orgy of bacchanalian proportions!   We’d apparently come during the hight of mating season, and the turtles were going at it everywhere we looked.  It was crazy…one on one, three on one, we even saw one poor female trying to get away from five very determined males who were chasing her like she was this year’s Sports Illustrated cover girl!

Isla Lobos, Galapagos

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The first stop on the Galapagos trip was a small little island just off the coast of Isla Santa Cruz.  It’s not the most spectacular island, but for a group of tourists who are very eager to get their first wildlife experience, it is in just about the perfect location.  After leaving the harbor, it took about 20 minutes of sailing to get there, and then it was off to the beach.

The name literally translates to “Wolf Island”, but our guide kept calling it Sea Lion Island.  Whatever the real translation was, there were plenty of sea lions to be found.  It is also a nesting site for the Blue Footed Booby, and the frigate-bird.  I’m really glad that we stopped here, as this was the only place during the entire week that we’d see Frigate-birds displaying their inflated red pouches.  Apparently we’d just missed prime breeding time, and we were very fortunate to see the last poor unchosen males still desperately trying to find a mate.