Galapagos Islands
Wildfox
Anthony Swanston
Sun 10 Mar 2013 20:24
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The clear in at Santa Cruz was
straightforward as I had a good agent; but they did confiscate my Basil plant
as it represented a threat to the local flora.
We did the Darwin research institute, saw the giant tortoises and some
yellow iguanas. Seals pull themselves up
at the fishermen’s wharf and sleep quietly.
A long beach walk saw more iguanas, in fact, hundreds all blissfully
unafraid of humans.
This is not like mainland
Ecuador. First of all there is no litter
on this island – what a pleasant change. And the restaurants are superb. But everything is at island prices. We wander
around the tour organisers to try to get an idea of costs and what can be
seen. I am co-ordinating with Minnie B
so that we can watch each other’s boats when one is left alone. There is so much to do and it is easy to get
into information overload. Internet
connections are sadly lacking so everything has to be done on foot.
Oh, and Sapir. She was seasick most of the way across, barely moving from her bunk and learning nothing about sailing. In the anchorage she became more and more difficult to deal
with, had to be pushed to do any work and made no contribution, financial or
otherwise, to the boat. So I was happy
to dump her onto an unsuspecting group of Spaniards.
