“Nature touches the heart. We must be responsible.” – Naturalist guide, Alex Cox
In the end, it’s the sounds of the Galapagos that settle the deepest – the click-clack, rat-a-tat-tatting beaks of the waved albatross,
the high-pitched whistle of blue-footed boobies,
Each engaged in their own elaborate courtship rituals . . .
The whoosh of a giant tortoise’s exhale as it lumbers forward,
sea lions barking . . . 
When they’re not sleeping . . .
The sounds of nature in the Galapogos . . .
What sounds do you carry with you from your travels, WanderBoomers?
These are all great shots, but that last one is so cute!
Nancy, Amazing pictures! They bring back wonderful memories. Thanks for this wonderful Travelogue. I envy your experience…I know how exciting, invigorating , and beyond interesting it is. Is Lonesome George the tortoise still alive? (I may have his name wrong).
So lovely. I love the blue-footed boobies…saw red-footed boobies in Hawaii, but never have seen blue.
My favorite sound at sea is always the waves themselves, like a heartbeat.
I’m glad you’re enjoying my Galapagos travelogue, Nancy! You’ll be happy to know that Lonesome George is still alive. I could write a post on his story alone! More about my adventures still on the horizon . . .
I could fill my travel posts with photos of the blue-footed boobies, Beth! We were so lucky to see their mating ritual – and, ahem, mating. We saw the red-footed boobies as well. I agree with you about the sound of the sea, waves splashing, waves lapping onto shore. Stay tuned for more fun from the Galapagos . . .
I know what you mean, Christy. I love that last shot, too! The sea lions were sooo cute :-).
Tremendous pictures. What a dream.
Thanks, Christopher! Yes, indeed – This was a dream adventure for me ~
I don’t get to travel much 🙁 No money, no time. I will someday….and i grew up Army so did a lot of traveling when younger. Anyhow, I loved your photos. My neighbors went here a few years ago and loved it.
Thanks, Michael Ann! Lucky you to have done a lot of traveling at a young age. I didn’t have my first airplane trip until I was 22 years old! I’ve been making up for lost time ever since. Your travel time will come again . . . I’m so glad you enjoyed my photos!
What wonderful images to go with the sounds … Downunder here in OZ some sounds are different – as you would expect – but others are the same! The scream of the gulls, the crash of waves on rocks and shore, the whistle of the wind. And that’s just on the coast!!
Okay, now you’re making me reach for my travel bags! Downunder is still on my bucket list – I’ve got to get there soon ~