Mmm…tonight I’m feeling blue. So…I will return to one of the velvet blue mornings in the Galápagos archipelago. Blue, oh, so blue…this last morning of our great adventure.
Early morning, Galápagos, Santa Cruz, leaving our ship in the pangas. heading for the mangroves, the birds and the turtles.
Blue- footed Boobies, shining – waiting for the sunrise. Frigate birds high up in the sky.
And the admirers arrive in their tiny boats…but we do not care…
…just keep following our morning routines…and chores…
…on the lookout for food. Here I am – Mr. Lava Heron, grey and blue.
And the admirers return to their ship, a bit more light blue…but still. Knowing these are the last glimpses of Paradise.
Puerto Baquerizo Moreno, San Cristobal, Galapagos.
Pelikan and photographer – both of them relaxed.
For Cee´s Looking Down…, here we are at Prins Philip´s Steps, Galapagos, waiting for the panga to come and take us back to Cachalote.
Back to wonderful Galapagos for Cee’s challenge! A colourful Marine iguana most certainly crawls to reach the water. And the mating of the Swallow-tailed gulls includes flying attacks.
See more crawlers and flyers here.
On the northeast side of the island Santiago, Galápagos, is Sullivan Bay. The lava walk here showed us a lava phenomenon called Pahoehoe – a ropy lava flow, coming from from the latest eruption in 1902.
The day started rather misty and the only thing we could see on shore was the dark lava flow, interspersed with red streaks and topped with lava mounds and volcanoes.
The Galápagos Islands are in a highly volcanic area, and the volcanoes seldom rest. On Isabela, the largest island, there are several of them alive. In the end, all these 19 islands will disappear in the Pacific Ocean. Some of them are already dying.
We anchored between Santiago and the small island of Bartolome. Already there was a blue sailing ship waiting to unload its group of Americans.
You had to watch your step – crevices and very uneven ground. This lavafield is indeed the largest I have ever walked. Iceland’s Krafla area we could not walk properly as we visited when the eruption was just over. The ground was too hot and too dangerous.
Many beautiful and interesting patterns were found on the walk, and each one of us had his or her own interpretation…What is yours?
Here the flow suddenly came to a stop
Many figures could be seen…only your fantasy can stop you!
Walking back to our beautiful ship, the sun lashed its late evening colours on our steps.
Bartolome consists of an extinct volcano, and its landmark is called Pinnacle Rock.
The evening offered a bright moon, and in the velvety air, we all went soft and still on deck. This was our last day but one in Paradise.