Through My Lens - Floreana Island, Galapagos

Galapagos Journal - Floreana Island, Post Office Bay

After our lunch, we were all invited to take a zodiac ride and an optional short walk to Post Office Bay. The zodiac ride took us around and between several outcroppings from Floreanna Island where there were different colonies of sea lions and a bachelor "pad” as well.

Our first area revealed a heron waiting patiently in a rock crevice as he anticipated a crab lunch. The crab seemed to be waiting him out as well. Neither one moved. Suddenly we saw another crab approaching the hidden heron and we expected there to be a successful hunt for the bird. Fortunately for the crab, he sensed something and stopped short. Unfortunately for the bird, it was probably going to be a longer wait for lunch—maybe even into dinner.

We found the sea lion bachelor colony to be very quiet. This is where the males go when they are done with their safety patrol for the young ones in their family colony and it's also where younger males grow until they are big enough and mature enough to go off to begin the mating process. They take time off and relax and rejuvenate by eating and sleeping. (Probably a lot of belching too.) When they are ready to mate and take on the next male who is dominating a colony, they head for wherever the females are and the battle for supremacy reigns.

This bachelor colony looked like quite a resort with large cactus growing everywhere and nice easy slides into the sea and a simple climb out back into the sun and shade. No fighting here that is unless, as our naturalist said, a female should meander by.

Just before we left the lagoon-type area, a brown pelican preened and posed for us then perched in a tree and watched us warily. Something just doesn't seem right about seeing pelicans in trees especially when the branches bow so much with their weight. Looked a bit precarious to me.We took the obligatory pictures and then headed into the beach to make our way to the Post Office.

The Post Office is a barrel (one of many that has replaced the original) where you can leave postcards or letters and have others deliver them for you. There is no postage of course. You deposit yours and pick up any that might be near where you live to deliver. 

The post office was established in 1793 by Captain James Colnett who placed a wooden barrel there and spread the word that those who stopped could leave mail or packages and then pick up others to be delivered as they got to their destination. It was a great way for whalers who were usually gone two years at a time to get messages home to family. The tradition has continued through the years although now it is just tourists participating.

We found two cards that were not far from our home and we hope to deliver them in a few days. It will be fun to see if the cards we left to be delivered to our grandchildren will find their way to them. A fun tradition to carry on. By the way, don't we look dorky in our expedition hats? Glamour played no part in this trip. 

Galapagos Journal - Floreana Island

The sun shone brightly but we were greeted by another wonderful breeze as we began our walk on one of the trails of Floreana Island. This island is named for the first president of Ecuador, Juan Jose Florence, who incorporated the islands as a part of Ecuador in 1832. It has a colorful history including pirates, whalers, and infamous settlers. The island is also one of the four islands that Charles Darwin visited on his trip aboard the HMS Beagle.

Fatima was our naturalist for this excursion and the first place she took us was to a lagoon where flamingos spent their morning foraging for tasty marine tidbits in the tidal waters. There used to be more flamingos  she said, but the salinity of the water was changing and they think that it might be discouraging the food source. The fresher the water, the less marine life for the flamingos.

We passed a finch nest and stopped to look at some of the vegetation. Fatima insisted that one of the plants had adapted to the dry weather by making itself a waxy coat on the leaves to keep the moisture in. Several more times along the way she gave interesting points of “adaptation” of plants. I couldn’t understand how she could give so much credit to the plants rather than their Creator.

A frankincense tree that resembled a eucalyptus with its bark and leaves was oozing a fragrant sap. While we stopped to look at a plant that was kin to a sunflower, a small bird happened to perch on a branch. I thought it was one of Darwin's finches but upon later examination of the picture, I think it was a Flycatcher. 

The trail ended at a large beach where others were gathered on near the water’s edge watching a large sea turtle make its way back into the water. The sea turtle was a female checking out the shoreline for a place to lay her eggs. According to our naturalists, the female makes several trips to the shoreline to find a place where the sand is soft so that she can dig the hole to lay her eggs which she does at night. The process takes a while so the night is better to avoid the heat of the day.

Eggs laid in the hole are covered by the female as she begins to climb her way out of the nest. She pushes the sand behind her and thereby covers the eggs. The eggs are left to incubate in the sand warmed by the sun. When the turtles hatch, they have to make their way to the water on their own and hopefully before a predator can swoop dow

n and use them for their daytime meal.

The tracks of the giant sea turtles could be seen in several places along the beach and it wasn’t difficult to see where there had been turtle nests made in the soft sand at the top of the beach. 

Sifting through the sand, you could see pieces of a green mineral that resembles the gem peridot. When the sun was at the right angle the pieces glittered in the sandy beach.

As we watched the turtle slowly disappear into the surf, our attention turned to a blue colored heron perched on the rocks, a watchful eye tuned to the water’s edge for a tasty tidbit.

Fatima led us back to the beach where some opted to snorkel and others, like us, went back to the ship to go on what was called a deep water dive. I hoped the water would be clearer than it had been on our first snorkel in the Galapagos waters.