Some of the Best Days of My Life

The Galápagos Islands are magnificent. I’m guessing they are a lot like Hawai`i once was. I got to spend ten days on a boat going from island to island, and during the voyage, there was a full moon.

Magic.

While sailing I read The Beak of the Finch by Jonathan Weiner, which upped the trip’s coolness factor by 100%.

Next week Galápagos: Birdie Edition.

Some critter’s tracks.

These two fellows were scraping.

It’s the law to stay at least two meters from critters, but it’s almost impossible. I mean, this is the pathway.

That would be a seal having a beach day.

The pleasure of warm rocks.

Solitario Jorge, the last known Pinta Island tortoise.

Upward dog.

Post Office Bay is how people used to communicate – if you saw a letter there addressed to someone who lived near your home, you were supposed to take it and deliver to them. Nowadays, people just write graffiti or stick stickers.

Me and a Galápagos racer. One of the boat’s crew really wanted my hat (it says University of Hawai`i), but I wouldn’t give it up. I told him I’d send him one, but I never did. I’m sorry.

Iguana art.

These iguanas are gorgeous and freaky at the same moment.

I could totally live here.

Iguana spa.

Critters all hung out with each other.

Next week is Galapagos Birdies Edition, but I felt that I couldn’t post a post about the Galapagos without at least one shot of a Blue-Footed Booby.

Live all you can. It’s a mistake not to.