
It was an 8 hour sail (about 80 miles) to Genovesa Island. Jaime tells us that it’s considered “birdland” because of all the birds we will see here. We made a dry landing at Prince Philip’s Steps (so-called because they built the steps for Prince Philip’s visit to the Galapagos.) Whether they did it for Prince Philip or not, it’s obvious they needed some kind of steps to get up the cliff side from the zodiac to the top.
What greets us is another wonderland of birds who have no fear of humans. We can walk among them and take photos to our heart’s content. A totally deserted island except for those like us that come to broaden our knowledge, just staying a short while, and then leaving them to their natural behaviors.
We walked among masked boobies, many of whom were still in the “courting” stage. They would “talk” to each other and “duel” with their beaks. The males would offer the females sticks or pebbles and if she accepted it, that would mean they were a match. We watched the everyday problems of the red footed boobies trying to build nests while the frigatebirds steal from them. Something new I learned is that frigatebirds are basically “thieves.” Instead of fending for themselves, they steal from other birds. For instance, in terms of nest building, they wait until a bird has found nesting material and then they steal it from them and take it for their own. They also steal most of their food from other birds too–letting them do the hunting and catching and then stealing it from them.
We watched an interesting occurrence play out between a red-footed booby and a frigate bird. The male was gathering nesting material. He worked hard at pulling a branch with some nice greenery off of a shrub. It probably took him about 10 minutes to get just the right one. As he carried it back to the nest, the frigatebird swooped down and took it from his beak. So he tried again, back to the same shrub, again working hard to get the right branch for the nest. This time we noticed that the frigatebird was just sitting there watching and waiting. Sure enough, as soon as he had pulled the branch from the shrub the frigatebird was right there to take it away. The booby stood there on the ground for a minute or so, pecked around by his feet, and picked up this large stick (with no greenery on it.) It was big enough that he had a little trouble taking off, but finally he was aloft and made it safely to the nest with the stick. I’m not sure what his “mate” thought of that big, bare stick, but as far as he was concerned, it didn’t get stolen so it would have to do.
We also saw a short eared owl with some prey, having lunch, but too far away for my camera lens. Later though as we were getting ready to leave, we saw a frigatebird chase an owl, probably for his catch, but the owl managed to evade him.
Once again, no one was interested in snorkeling because of the overcast day (the sunlight doesn’t penetrate far enough down to see anything interesting), so we spent some leisure time on the deck, reading and just watching the shearwaters, the petrels, and the red billed tropicbird float along on the breezes.
In the afternoon, we made a wet landing at Darwin Bay, where swallowtail and lava gulls abound, as well as the boobies and frigatebirds. There were also several yellow crowned night herons and a brown booby which we hadn’t seen anywhere else. Swallowtail gulls were interesting in that they seem to nest on pebbles on the ground. They would search for just the right pebble (seeming to prefer the black ones), plop it down on the nest, then sit on the nest to, I guess, see how it feels!
This time we just walked around the beach instead of actually hiking. A few complained that we could have swum on the beach and snorkeled off of it and that way those of us who didn’t swim, could have used the snorkeling masks in the shallower waters. The trail was marked with stakes further down the inlet even though we would have had to wade through some water (which would have been okay since we all had our water sandals.) However, Jaime didn’t want to go there, so we spent the whole time this afternoon on the beach. It was our last day because tomorrow we would go directly from the boat to the airport (after an overnight sail of approximately 10 hours.) Most of us felt that he just didn’t want to do anything more than he had already done, so we didn’t have any choice, and we were disappointed.
All in all, I loved being in the Galapagos Islands. It’s somewhere I had always wanted to go and finally decided there was nothing keeping me from making the trip. It’s an unusual place, 650 miles from any mainland, somewhere that is totally distinct from any other place I have been. A trip of over 400 miles sailing from island to island. Minor inconveniences and some disappointments often happen on tours, but I never let that overshadow the reason I’m there. It was adventure I’ll never forget. At home, it will be back to civilization to get ready for our Family Reunion at the end of June. Busy, busy, busy


















































































