Another day in Galapagos
23 April 2008 | Isla Santa Cruz
"So," I said once safely in the water taxi,"Where are we going?" My mom and dad both shrugged. "Ooh, lets go over there on a Hike." My mom suggested. I was in no mood for a hike and I was dressed wrong too. I was wearing semi-thick pants, flipflops, and I was carrying my purse. I was prepared for town; not a hike! I reluctantly agreed to go on mom�s so called hike.
The water taxi stopped and we hopped out on to the shore. We started walking the only way we could walk: Up. Minutes later, we were at a hotel next to a beach. We walked along the sand and went and looked at a map inside the hotel. The lady inside gave us directions to a place called Las Grietas. Sounded ok to me so we started to walk back the way we came. We found a little inlet and started into it. A sign and a gate were about fifty feet from the entrance. The sign said in Spanish, "Careful of dog. Not responsible for any injuries!"
"This must be the way", my mom said happily. "Yep!" said my dad, "lets go." They were obviously unable to read the sign. I told them what it said. They quickly agreed that wasn't the way and we went back to the hotel for instructions.
Once we found the right path it guided us around some Lava rocks and into some residential neighborhood. Right then I noticed my toe hurt. I took off my shoe to see a huge popped blister. It was from the sand being in between my toes. I switched a shoe with my mom, who was wearing water sandals. Now I had one flipflop and one sandal. After walking on rough terrain, over large lava rocks, we came to a little bar. We sat down and ordered two lemonades, a coke and a bag of ruffles chips. We ate them and watched as the ants cumulate together on little droplets or water from my lemonade bottle. Next my dad put a little chip down. The ants then started to lift the chip and carry it across the table.
We started to walk again, following the signs to the Las Grietas. About five minutes later, I stepped wrong on a rock. I didn't hurt myself, but I did break my flipflop. The right, round buckle thing on my shoe popped out of it's hole. Luckily, my dad, with all his strength, pushed the round thing back into the shoe.
After walking a little farther we found it - a big river canyon. It had stairs leading further into the river area. My dad went down and got pictures of the canyon area. I saw a huge fish that was about foot long swimming in the river. We then learned that Grietas was a fissure that contained brackish water.
We left the canyon not long afterward and met some other cruisers hiking up to Las Grietas. They were on a boat called Macey. We talked with them for a while and then trekked back to the boat. I then made Enchaladas for dinner. After dinner and dishes we watched Singing in the Rain.