San Cristobal is simply bursting with sea lions and just watching them is such a riot. They all seem so lazy while they are on land. They make great piles to sleep and they will sleep anywhere, even the gutter of the main street.  We watched one which lay on it’s back in the sand, head pointing toward the water watching the waves. He just waited until the surf came in and carried him out. Kind of reminds you of a teenager! They are also big on body surfing and don’t mind sharing the space with the surfers and people on boogie boards. More than once the swimmers got a little shock to see a sea lion flying by!

Craziest of all was the last beach we visited. Apparently, I put my towel on the ground either in a place the sea lions like to sleep, or directly on the path to the sleeping pile. At least a dozen passed by, some so close I had to pick my feet up to let them pass! By the end of the afternoon, they were getting pretty bold. Someone had left their beach bag on the sand and every sea lion had a sniff of that. Alicia was sitting on her boogie board and one curious little guy came up and sat with her. It was more than a little unnerving, since we know that they can bite pretty hard. He decided she wasn’t worth nibbling, but we headed out pretty fast after that!

Yep, this is Alicia’s leg!!

“These animals will be scared if you scream across the water going here is a shark! Or here is a turtle… So we have invented that if you do this, it means there is a shark, this means there is a sea turtle, this means there is a sea lion, this means there is a ray and this means there is a hammer head shark.” The guys said.So, shark is put your hand up with fingers pointing up to your forehead,turtle is put one hand out, put the other hand on top, close both hands and move your thumbs, sea lion is clap with the whole arm from your elbow and for hammer head sharks, you make fists and put them on either her side of your head. I revised in my head even though I knew that I was not going to use it. The guide hoped into the water and just then, he put the shark single on. He looked back in and put the hammer head shark on. Leendert, how was freezing, wanted so bad to see it that he was the next one into the water. I jumped in after an inside screeched (because of the cold and I saw the hammer head). They are kine of scary but really cool looking. We saw a dozen at least!

We went snorkeling at kicker rock. It was amazing even though I was only in it for about five minutes. I saw about four hammer head sharks, plenty of Galapagos sharks and the water was at its best. A deep blue color seen in very few moments. Awesome. O_O

The boat stopped and I felt my suit get tighter around me and stick as we came to a halt.

“You guys can go first, the other people have never done this. It is their first time.” The nice and gentle guide said to us.

“That can work.” Dad said looking a little pleased that we got to go first. Leendert jumped in first. The water splashed up as slightly sprinkled me. Brrr. The water was so cold. I knew I was up next. I got to the edge and was about to go in when the assistant of the captain came and sprayed something in dad’s goggles.
“Alicia, take off you goggles. This, to what he said and I am going to trust him, this will help it not fog up.” Dad told me.
“But I am already half of board and it takes forever to take them off and to put them on.” I said trying no to wine. Finely I got them of and they sprayed the thing in. My dad handed it back to me.
“Am I suppose to do this…… alone?” I asked grabbing the edge of the boat and put my weight back on to the boat.
“No. But you will need to help.” Dad said looking at me.
“And how do you exactly want me to do that?” I asked. “I could fall of any minute.” In another minute or two, we were in the water looking for things. I felt myself being pulled back, by my flippers. I looked back and saw my dad pointing at what then seemed like a plain rock until it moved a little. Then I knew we had found a ray. I knew that I had stopped breathing because I was getting a little dizzy. Inside I felt myself screaming and jumping up and down. Mom grabbed my hand and we went on swimming. After a lot, I meant A LOT, of fish seeing, mom asked dad
“Should we start heading back?”
“It is fine. They are not even in the water yet.” Dad said. I saw mom’s mouth go open to argue but just put her snorkel in. We went a little way and turned around. Soon. When we got closer to the boat, I spotted another ray. I pulled about ten times on dad’s suit before he realized that I was pointing to the tiny little ray. We got to the group that had just jumped in when I spotted another little ray. I called out to the guide. He saw it and called out to the group, but by the time he looked down against it was gone.
“I saw it go over there.” I said. He just nodded and it kinder looked like maybe another day look. We got on the boat. Not even ten minutes later, we where off to Kicker Rock.

Amazing swim – galapogos sharks, black tip sharks, sea turtles, marlin, rays and….  Hammerhead sharks!

Isabela is a quiet island.  There isn’t much traffic in terms of people or cars.  You kind of forget about looking when you cross the street.  The only paved road I saw was clearly brand new and headed up into the highlands. Elsewhere, the streets are dusty and speed bumps are made by laying down long pieces of old rope. The only vehicles are pickups and scooters, which are often left running if the owner makes a quick stop – like for breakfast! There is no fear of theft here, since any thief couldn’t escape except by boat – and they all leave from the same little port. Everyone here is so friendly and helpful, especially when Alexander explains he’s teaching at the school, then the red carpet comes out. I can’t believe our amazing luck landing here for 2 weeks, it’s going to be a tough act to follow!

Busy last day. Kids were sort to see us go (several wanted to crawl into our backpacks). Great last classes however, with good-bye pictures.

This is the trip we made (notice speed, elevation and direction). Yes we did it by (private) plane, rather than be sick on a boat for 5 hours.