Tsunami Comes & Then We Depart

The evening entertainment centers round the town docks with nightly volley ball and free Wi Fi.  Locals would huddle over their lap tops on the jetty.  Once school started the children would have their PE classes in the cool of the evening.

The little dinghy dock belonging to our agent, Galapagos Ocean Services.

All the boats had to evacuate the bay by noon on the day of the Japanese tsunami, as a 2m swell was forecast.

We were visited by the honorary British consul and the port captain, who told us to take a course of 150 and wait till after 5pm to return. 

In reality we had to stay out all night as it would have been chaos with all boats trying to anchor in the dark at the same time.  As two boats broke their mooring and were either adrift or capsized the port captain told us to stay away and we also had to wait till all the lights were back on in the bay.  We took the opportunity to try out our storm sails so the day was not wasted.

We sailed around between the islands.  The following morning we were shocked by the amount of debris in the bay, from household items and pieces of dock to tree branches and tones of fresh sand, bringing up the depth of the bay by 3 meters.

The most exotic thing to turn up in the bay was this dug-out canoe.  We wondered how far it had traveled.

The Tsunami brought a 2m swell which smashed windows and gutted the bank.  As we came back into the bay after our mandatory evacuation the water was full of household debris, vegetation, and planks of wood. 

All the windows of the bank facing the water were smashed by the tsunami.

The clean-up was impressively rapid.  These are the little artesan shops on the water front.

The tsunami swept through the terrace of the restaurant on the point causing structural damage.

The big guys completed a SCUBA diving course

And dived on a wreck in the bay.  Their expeditions were disappointingly curtailed by the tsunami.

Ironbarque at anchor

The Australian and Norwegian owners reportedly acquired their boat for a crate of beer.  Now THAT’S trading for coconuts! The Skipper rebuilt the boat from a wrecki and now sails it with his family offering "Ecotours" of the world to paying guests.

Our fabulously glamorous and color co-ordinated English friends from SV Quicksilver, Mike and Hilde.

We have all heard of the "stiff upper lip" and the "just get on with it nature" of the English. We were with Mike and Hilde at the GOS dock. Clare was stung by a local pest on her foot and screamed in pain. Hilde swooped down . grabbed Clare's foot and with a few words about "sucking out the poison" rapidly did just that after an opening sharp bite to the area to start the blood flow.  At the dock restaurant thereafter she doused the wound with balsamic vinegar.

Mike and Hilde heading back to Quicksilver before they set off across the Pacific.

The farmers’ market is held between 5 and 9am on Tuesdays and Saturdays.  Each stall has minimal offerings and you have to go to all of them to acquire all the fruit and vegetables you need.  Provisioning on a small island in general you are wise to buy an item when you see it.