Isabela Bimble
Beez Neez now Chy Whella
Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Thu 16 May 2013 22:57
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An Isabela Bimble
We went in with Al (Irie II) and found a
taxi to take us to the Tortoise Breeding Centre (own blog) as we had no idea
where it was. He dropped us a little past the entrance telling us if we were
lucky we would see flamingos on the lake.
Sure enough there were
four.
This is the place to paddle, wash and pose.
Preen and learn to grub
about.
Strut and
............
............ argue.
Best of all is a jolly
good soak.
A thorough
shake.
And a good stretch.
Just cannot beat a good going
over.
After our visit to the Tortoise Breeding Centre we followed the well maintained boardwalk back to town. We pass a few
picnic areas.
A very long power lead helps the maintenance
man.
We end
up at the back of Iguana
Crossing, the only ‘posh’ hotel on the island and watch the territorial
fiddler crabs in action.
We cross
the track and come out onto the beach, where the tide
is coming in.
Time for the boys to come up the beach and find warm rocks to sleep on..............
.................and enjoy being cleaned
by their little friends.
Contented smiles all round.
It
would have been rude not to slip into one of the many little
bars and have have a beer o’clock. Some pondering later, if we ever came
back to the Galapagos we would miss Isabela as we have seen all there is to see
here and spend the extra time on Santa Cruz, which has become our firm
favourite. Then we admired a one careful owner and
smiled at the pandas on the cement sacks and the black
sand.
Back at
the quayside we watch a pecalin having a good
scratch.
As we
wait for the water taxi we watch a sea lion playing with a
discarded crab claw, a massive ray glide by
and millions of tiny fish herding.
After a
full day time to head home.
.
ALL IN ALL LOVELY, BUT I COULDN’T
SETTLE HERE
NEITHER COULD I BUT IT IS VERY
SPECIAL
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