(Day 1, Las Bachas Beach, Santa Cruz)
While taking a short hike, we saw the distinctive tracks of a female adult turtle. Large scallops of sand, in a long sequential pattern.
The naturalists were careful that we did not follow these tracks closely.
Celso pointed up the small rise, saying, “My friends, just over there is where I can assure you there are newly laid eggs. They are lying just under the sand. That is why if you will help me, let’s put some branches around that spot so that others know to avoid it. We need to help the baby turtles every way we can.”
Throughout the week, this ritual was repeated for bird nests, iguana nests and other turtle nests. It was one of the nicest parts of the trip as it largely occurred unceremoniously. Simply an action needed as an active, meaningful member of the Galapagos community.
As I followed the cue of the naturalists, I realized an obvious point: we are part of a community everywhere we live. Why only act in this way when visiting an exotic corner of the world?
And I for one can certainly be more involved. Hmmm… to be more active… that is a habit I hope I bring back home in a more meaningful manner.