Today is moving day, we are heading back to Santa Cruz, tha island we first arrived at a month ago, to begin the final stage of our time here in Galapagos.
This morning, just before 6 the kettle was boiled and we made tea. Even the skipper a long term coffee buff has finally grasped the idea that tea is the stuff which makes everything happen.
Sitting in the cockpit whilst the sun rose and the light hardened we watched sea lions cruise past and a new yacht motor slowly into the anchorage after a night passage from somewhere, they could have just hopped from another island or just arrived after a week passage from the mainland with all the expectations and excitement we had as we arrived.
At 6.30 we started the engine and pulled up the anchor, apart from a good tug to break it out of the sand it came up easily. As we motored away from San Cristobal we ate breakfast in the cockpit, frest baked goods from the island bakery. With very light winds we tried sailing and managed an hour.before deciding we were getting nowhere so had to revert to the motor.
Apart from being a bit rolly at is all very pleasant, a light breeze, sun out with a few clouds. The hours pass easily with boat chores, making water, a second breakfast for some and then lunch. An experiment, can you make potato cakes from mashed yucca, yes it seems you can, nothing left on the plate.
In due time we arrive in Santa Cruz, nose slowly into the harbour and find our spot. We of course avoid the place we were last time and the chain eating monster, we informed our agent but the spot isn't yet marked in any way so the monster awaits its next chain dinner.
We settle the boat in, tidy up and have arrived. Time to make dinner and watch out for other boats as they arrive and jostle for position.
Tim