Tuesday, 30 June 2009

Sharks and Iagoonas - Isabela (Galapagos)

















Volcanic rocks lagoon where sharks and Iguanas come
to relax and play. This image I picked up from google Earth.
















We arrived in the little motoboat. Then walked on
the rocky trail around the lagoon.

















Iguanas looked like rocks, it was easy to step on them. I kept saying 'sorry'.

And here are the relaxed Sharks, in the cristal clear water.

Wednesday, 24 June 2009

I became a member of Galapagos Conservation Trust

The Galapagos National park has informed the trust about my visit, they wrote to me and for £30 a year I am going to do my bit for the lovely animals I saw.

Above video is showing the adaptation of pelicans and one sea lion to man. Is that good or bad? I must ask David Attenborough, when I go to the annual Galapagos Day on 15 September.

This was our base on Isabela island, I think at Puerto Villamil. You walk out into a white beach. If it wasn't nearly the end of the world the place would swarm with tourists.

Monday, 22 June 2009

my trip to Ecuador, Galapagos island Isabela

Here you see market going sea lion, so gentle that a little bird could pek him. The animals here treat humans as friendly creatures. But we are not, even when we try to help them, we change their environment and them.

After this trip I really hate when people say 'they behaved like animals' meaning bad. Animals kill only to eat and never their own species. Humans do it for sport and pleasure, in war and peace. We are the most dangerous animals on earth.

Giant turtles on Santa Cruz wild reserve. One of the guides, Gino said: I have been comming here for last 15 years and have never seen it, you come here for an hour and they put up a show for you. Extreemely lucky.

That was wonderful kajak trip around the lake in search of the monkeys. Late afternoon, Paul keeps shushing us...keep quiet. And suddenly I could see them coming back from drinking, back into jungle.

My trip to Ecuador 18 April - 3 May 2009








View from the lake.














My hut
















The path through the lodge.




It was paradise. Only the chorus of insectsin the evenings and birds in the mornings.
Briliant stars at night, sleeping Orion under the Crux.
Thatched roof and the whole hut is made from young palm trees, leaves for the roof trunks for the walls and doors.