Leaving Puerto Ayora today felt a little bittersweet. It is probably the last time I will depart from here on this trip, and the place quietly grew on me, the way some stops do. Good diving, good people, always something happening around the harbour.
Before heading out, I squeezed in one more dive at Seymour Passage, and it did not disappoint. The water was alive in the way Galápagos water can be when conditions cooperate. Schools moving through the current, plenty of whitetip sharks cruising along the bottom, a couple of beautiful eagle rays and golden rays gliding past like underwater birds, and a few moray eels tucked into the rocks watching everything go by.
A big thank-you to Scuba Iguana for another fantastic dive. They run a tight operation, professional and safe and consistently a good crew on board. If you are diving in the Galápagos, they are a solid choice.
Next up, the plan is to sail over to Floreana for a few days to enjoy the quieter side of the archipelago. After that I will make my way to San Cristóbal to meet up with a friend who is flying in with a replacement chart plotter, which is a pretty important delivery before the next leg. For now though, time to raise the anchor and point Cloud Nine toward the next island.
Left: a blue-footed booby on a white-rock perch, mid-stride. Right, top: a Galápagos cactus, fruit and spines. Right, bottom: a booby with wings spread, with the rocks doing the framing for free.


