Today we did a couple of chores. Bear’s main one was to receive two big jerry cans of diesel, via our agent and delivered by one of the water taxi chaps. He syphoned and filtered into our cans and paid five dollars a gallon, expensive but the going rate is six, so a little bit of a bargain.
After lunch we nipped ashore, my turn to be up close and personal – this time with Lewis. There will come a time very soon when we will simply have to stop taking shots of these cute little furries.
We met the crew of Rendezvous over a couple of beers in Comidor’s, I put a few blogs on and watched the sunset. Home for a shower to be ready for this evenings BBQ at Pablo’s.
We met many cruisers, German, Swiss, French, South African, Australia and Tasmanian. The ‘do’ was at Pablo’s house and he did a good job of arranging to feed so many people. Drinks were a dollar and he served three meats, salad, pasta, boiled potatoes and a complimentary Cuba libre.
A local band came to entertain us. Very similar style to Peruvian music.
Walking the short distance to the water taxi, guess what we saw – and lots of them. Looking left and...............
..........................looking right. The smell was beyond bad.
All shapes, sizes and ages, snoring, sneezing, passing wind. Mmmmm nice.
The Council have built a fountain that represents a map of the archipelago. Standing on Isabella was this little chap, cooling his feet.
The main pier resembled a flop house
Lance sounded like an old tramp – coughing, wheezing and grouching about how it was when he was young.
The pretty bit before the water taxi jetty was strewn too.
Waiting for the taxi we saw a first for us – a group of golden ray, not very big but very mobile.
We stood for ages watching this amazing flight
ALL IN ALL EVEN AT NIGHT THERE’S WILDLIFE EVERYWHERE