Yesterday we had some sun first thing in the morning, so I washed all Danny’s and my laundry and hung it out to dry. While doing the laundry at the stern, a young sea lion stopped by to visit. They are so cute! As soon as I was done Danny and I went into town and I went meat shopping. I bought quite bit of the more appetizing looking stuff to bring back to Tanda Malaika and freeze it for the longer passages we have ahead of us.
I also bought a watermelon and put it in my backpack to carry home. My load was probably 50-60lbs.
I tracked Danny down by texting him, and after I’d drug my load about 6 blocks to where he was relaxing with a cold drink in a cafe, I rested up a bit before heading back to the boat to cut the meat up and freeze it. We are now well stocked and good to go whenever we get our checkout paperwork.
To cool off from the morning activity we swam over to play with the sea lions once again. The creatures were already over there doing backflips into the water and playing with their friends.
The sea lions were extra playful, coming right up to the GoPro and nudging it in my hand.
A large female was babysitting several pups, and kept encouraging them to sit up on a large rock. They were obedient for a short while then came back in and played with us for a while before returning to the rock for a few more minutes.
Their bodies are so fluid in the water, twisting and turning, bending back and forth as if they are made of rubber.
They were once again fascinated with our fins, and several times gently grabbed a hold of them with their teeth and tried to pull on them.
When I spotted a Blue Footed Boobie and wanted to swim over to it to photograph it, a couple of our playful friends followed me as if they weren’t done playing yet.
About half of all breeding pairs of the Blue Footed Boobies nest on the Galapagos Islands. Much of the time, one to three eggs are laid at a time, and they practice asynchronous hatching, which is the opposite of incubation beginning when the last egg is laid so that all chicks hatch together. This results in different sized chicks and inequality between siblings, where fighting is frequent and only the fittest survive.
They eat fish which they usually hunt for in groups, but sometime alone as well.
While swimming back to the boat, one of my friends followed me the entire way, leaving only once I climbed the steps at the sugar scoop.