The beauty of Bartolomé....

Wow....!  What a day.  I admit, it started a lot earlier than I would have prefered, getting up at 0500hrs is NOT my forté, as many of you could attest to.  However, it was totally worth it.  We departed for Bartolome from Canal Itabaca on a lovely boat where we enjoyed breakfast on the deck and watched Dafné Mayor and Dafné Menor (two very small islands) pass by.  As we approached Bartolomé, we were greeted by a group of 5 or 6 bottlenose dolphins jumping in the wake from the front of our boat...  what a nice welcoming party!  Bartolomé is only 108 m high, but looks like a moonscape as it is nothing more than pock-marked lava landscape.  The only thing that reminded me that I was on planet Earth was the crystalline blue ocean sparkling in the background.  The only place there is green is at the 'neck' of Bartolomé near Pinnacle Rock.  The view from the top of Bartolomé is breathtaking, as you can see how the lavaflows had crept their way toward the Island of Santiago (in the background).  After enjoying the view from the top, our group partook in a view from below the water as well!  We snorkelled in the bay (Bahía Sullivan?) where we watched a sea lion doozing at the shoreline, a group of white-tip sharks resting in an underwater cavern, and saw Galapagos penguins dart past....

As it turns out, Bartolomé is a small world.  The other people in our group today were Canadians as well, from Calgary.  One of the couples are neighbours with the sister of a paramedic I used to work with (no big deal for most of you reading, but I'm sure Taiter, and maybe Jess and Merle will get a laugh out of that).  Also, there was another lady who is the cousin of Nancy Knowlton....  for those of you scrathing your heads right now, Nancy Knowlton is the authour of the recent National Geographic publication "Citizens of the Sea: The wonderous creatures from the census of marine life"....  Well, I think it's just nifty.

Tomorrow, I'm off to bask at Tortuga Bay again with a Brazilian gal from work.  Apparently, there is a much more calm beach a far walk down the long white stretch of the original Tortuga Bay I visited last weekend.  This one supposedly has a little mangrove area as well for some calm snorkelling, good for watching juvenile sharks swim peacefully around the mangrove roots....    Another report to follow.

  Oh also... it seems my english speaking skills are in high demand here.  I'm going to meet a gal from my favorite free wi-fi cafe tomorrow morning while I have a cup of coffee for a bit of 'intercambio la lengua'....

Besos y abrazos de Galapagos!

Bartolomé bound, and Isabela potentially on the horizon....

Look out Bartolomé, here I come!  So, I've decided to take a small trip this coming weekend and go check out some of the other islands while I'm here.  Bartolomé is a short 2 hr boat ride away, so I'll be heading there on Saturday to check out the island.  Will send a full detailed report on my return....  Also, my boss has told me today that there is a very good possibility that I will be heading to Isabela, potentially next month, to do some work there.  Phew, I was just getting settled in here...!

Oh...  have also discovered that I get sea-sick in small boats on choppy waters.  Who would have thought?  (I swear I never used to...)

Besos y abrazos de Galapagos!

Vamos a las Grietas!

Ah yes!  Have spent much time this weekend with Carla and Eduardo...  last night I taught them to play cribbage over a beer, and today (as the title would say) we went to las Grietas! We had to take a small water taxi across the Puerto Ayora harbour, and then walk this insane path of volcanic rocks for about 1km before reaching the pool.  This site is a volcanic fracture which mingle the fresh water coming into it from the land with the salt water of the ocean.  It is wonderfully clear (and 'un poco frío'!), so people come to enjoy a swim and jump from the rocks above into the deep pool.  A halocline (the odd blurriness when salt and fresh water layer over one another) was visible throughout the pool.

Besos y abrazos de Galapagos.....!

P.S.  AJ, this reminded me of Sooke!

The weekend.... thus far.

Well, we've had a few days now of very dark skies with not much coming out of them... until last night.  As myself and another intern and our boss were heading out for a bite last night, a torrential downpour started, and we were completely soaked through to the skin when we arrived at the local food stalls.  This is not like the spitty, misty rain inVancouver at all!  After a bite to eat, we went to a small club for a bit of dancing, since it was a send-off for the gal who's leaving on Monday.  (P.S. things I was sure I'd do in the Galapagos: see animals, take pictures, and scuba.  Things I NEVER thought I'd be doing in the Galapagos....  dancing in a thatched roof nightclub in the puddle that had come through the roof while Lady GaGa's "Poker Face" played on the stereo....)

Today, since I didn't have anything I had to do (OMG, I love being able to say that!), I went to the beach at Tortuga Bay, which is a lovely, long stretch of soft white sand scattered with black-as-night volcanic rocks.  The area is better suited for surfing, but it was lovely nonetheless to lay out on the sand and take a bit of sun, read, and enjoy a modest picnic of guava-jam sandwiches and fruit.   

(Inner thought..... debating whether or not to share the fiasco with the laundry this morning.....  oh what the hell, why not?)  So as I went to do laundry this morning, I found that since the humidity is so high here (and hence, your clothes are never really 'dry'), it's not such a fabulous idea to leave your dirty laundry tied up in a plastic bag for.... 2 weeks until you get around to washing it.  It tends to accumulate....  mold.  Yeeeeeeah, freaky, right?  So, since the washing machine only does 'agua frio', I gave my clothes a bit of a pre-wash in the sink with some hot water, and my vigourous scrubbing gave me a massive blister on my finger...!!!  Hahahah!  Now, all the time I spent in India should have prepared my for a conundrum such as this, but perhaps I'm out of practice.  (And for all of you out there right now thinking "Eeeeeew!"....  well c'mon.  I can't have you guys thinking I live in a TOTAL paradise....  re: reference to toxic 12 inch long centipede in the house). 

Also, AJ....  I have thrown in a little 'bicicleta' photo just for you....  missing you tons.

Besos y abrazos de Galapagos! 

Diving for work

Yes, it's true.  I think I had my first real hard day's work here (honestly!).  We went out today to do our lobster survey in Tortuga Bay.  Basically, we have a big mesh blob chained to the ocean floor, and that's an ideal place for lobster larvae to inhabit while they are 'itsy-bitsy'.  So we leave this thing there for perhaps a month, let things gather, and then bring it up and shake it out to see what's inside.  Mostly, we are looking for an estimate of how the lobster population is doing.  Then the mesh blob has to be taken back down and chained to the sea floor again, and there are about 2-3 of these in each location.  That's a lot of up and down! (no jokes please...)

 

I've been given a bike here, so I can get from the park to town 'muy facil' now.  I'm fitting in like a local, I already know where in town the bike lane changes from one side of the road to the other (a seemingly unimportant detail until you realize that pedestrains and bikes definately have NO right of way here).  Also, Mum and Dad, since you wanted to know what my 'digs' were like, I've thrown in a few more pics for you guys.  This is the house I live in, we have a washer/dryer, that's just my dive gear on the line outside....  Like I said, liveable, but nothing fancy.  Besos y abrazos de Galapagos! 

Giant tortoises and hammerhead sharks

(sigh)...  Well, what's happened since we last checked in?  Friday, myself and some of the other volunteers went to post our usual bulletins of ogeanographic data around the town, and we stopped off at the Darwin Research Station.  There, they have 'el centro de crianza' which is a hatchery center for baby giant tortoises.  Since a host of invasive species (such as cats and rats) have taken a toll on the eggs survival, the different species eggs are reared here until the hatchlings are old enough to defend themselves in the wild.  At the research station, they also have Lonesome George, the last surviving individual of the Pinta Island tortoises.  Que lastima! (what a pity!)  He has some girlfriends from Wolf Island with him, which is the species most closely related gentically.  There are also a few other giants there.... :)

Sunday I decided to get my feet wet again after a long sojourn from diving.  As a park volunteer, I get a deal on diving from a local shop, but I have to help out with bringing in all the gear from the boat and rinsing it (one of these days I want to get paid to work again!).  We went to a place called Gordon's Rocks, which are just two or three rocky volcano tops sticking out of the water.  Diving was great, saw some hammerhead sharks (!), but the visibility was poor, and the current was so strong that almost everybody was exhausted and out of air after 35 min!  No problem, there's always next weekend!

Besos y abrazos de Galapagos!

Day 4.... Sea Lion rescue! (aka, rescate del lobo marino)

Pobrecito!!  (means "poor thing" in spanish).  Yesterday, the gardeparques (park officers) saw a sea lion with massive cuts all over it's back, most likely from a boat propeller.  Today, they managed to capture it and bring it to the park office where the gangrenous flesh was removed, it was given antibiotics, cleaned up, and set free.  Chevere!!!  When we released the poor fellow, he looked back at us for a while as if to say...  "Thanks guys".  Nah, it was probably the drugs making his head spin.

Anyways, I'm also posting a few pictures to give you guys an idea of how tough life is here.  Basically, I live in a house in the middle of the park, which is pretty much jungle, my walk to work in the morning is 5 min. down a little mud path, and we have 2 hr lunches (mas o menos) where we have ice cream in the town and watch the fisherman bring in their catches, which are carefully inspected by the local brown pelicans.

Having a terrible time....  Ha!