Time to Evolve

Galapagos Islands

With Glenn Harper and AmyLilien-Harper 

January 2002


It seems that travel happens in spurts for NOT. No sooner had he returned from adventures wayyyy south of the border in Antarctica, then he was invited to go back south of the border again, all the way to South America and the Galapagos Islands. 

Now the Galapagos Islands are an archipelago of islands 500 miles west of the Ecuadorian coast directly on the equator, and are a province of Ecuador. Their fame came about after a visit by Charles Darwin on the Beagle; a trip that would result in The Origin of Species

So in a way, NOT was getting a bit back to his roots.

At least it was his final continent to visit. And the wildlife seemed friendly. 


Largest of the islands is Isabela, which straddles the equator. There NOT began trying to figure out what this Darwin guy saw in the local wildlife and what made them special. And how many licks it took to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop.

 

Funny, but sitting on uplifted brain coral did nothing to help his brain itself. 

Though he did have to admit that it was very strange to be on dry land and able to sit on the coral that once was under the sea. 

 

Getting down with the natives didn't help much. He found a local Alcedo Volcano Tortoise, but he couldn't quite get him to speak, or come out of his shell. He didn't have teeth anyways, so he was not a big fan of Tootsie Pops. 


So it was off to the nearby island of Fernandina. "Maybe someone can explain things to me there," he hoped.

"Well this guy looks strange, but he's got orange and green on, so he can't be all bad," thought NOT, "Then again, he might just be a Packer's fan." 

But when NOT tried to engage him in conversation, the marine Iguana just turned tail and walked away.  

"How rude. This so called southern hospitality is overrated," hrumphed NOT. 


So, perplexed, NOT rejoined his human companions at the Guapulo Valley, in Quito, Ecuador

 and tried to find local life to enlighten him. 

But the sea lion couldn't help him. 

And tortoises at the Charles Darwin Research Station were as equally conversant as that fellow on Isabela. 

Back on the boat, the Red Foots would come over to visit, but they had no idea how many licks it took. They kept finding the candy made their beaks sticky, so that when they dived for fish, seaweed would get attached to the sticky areas, and were very hard to clean off. 

The statue on Panecillo Hill, Quito was stony faced and would not look down to talk to NOT. 

In England, the police are bobbies, but here the local birds are boobies (Heh heh - NOT said boob). But just as Dr. Smith would call the robot in Lost in Space a "bubble-headed booby" to no effect, NOT's conversation came to the same result. 

Though he was a bit startled that these birds decide to nest wherever they want, even if it's in the middle of a path. 

But hanging around the nesting areas, he did get to meet a real swinging chick. 


Finding no answers to his questions, a disappointed NOT returned to join the group photos with his fellow travelers on the Mistral.

 

What a bunch of boob(ie)s!

"Wait a minute! I think I see a Tootsie Pop in that guy's pocket! Maybe he knows...Maybe this journey will not be for nothing...Tomorrow is another day to discover!" declared NOT. 


South American Travel

Photos courtesy of Amy Lilien-Harper and Glenn Harper

Last Updated November 2002