Sunday, June 15, 2014

Ecuador and the Galapagos: With a Nod to Darwin



As a kid, I rescued birds, had half a dozen kittens, collected rocks, shells, and pressed leaves. I had my own microscope and observed the “animacules” in a drop of water. My 7th grade science teacher called a few of us in on a Saturday to dissect a shark that someone had given him. Mr. Nelson, or “Test Tube Terry” as we fondly called him, later wrote in my yearbook to “keep studying science, in spite of those who will discourage you from it.” I was blessed with good science teachers and so it wasn’t until college, and said discouragement, that I realized he wrote that because I was a girl.

Working to become a kick-ass math teacher has been a worthy goal, and I’ve succeeded partly because I teach the application and connection to science in all my math classes. And thanks to middle school teaming, I’ve taught a lot of science classes as well. I welcomed the chance to live in South America in part because the continent is home to the Galapagos Islands, the number one spot on my bucket list. The trip, I discovered, is no less expensive than from the US, but when friend Jan agreed it would be a great excursion to do together over her visit for Semana Santa break, the planning began, and we made it happen (thanks, Internet).

In Quito's Fuch Square
 We were able to bookend several days in Quito, Ecuador’s capital, on the trip. Arriving at the official beginning of Easter week in a 95% Catholic country was a colorful sight to behold. We explored the old city with its churches, cathedrals, and narrow streets, and stayed in the refurbished house of some old grandee.  We perused a local craft and food fair in a plaza, where women knitted sweaters and hats of alpaca yarn while we watched. We tried some local sugary treats but skipped the grubs, which came complete with a spice packet for preparation.




We took a full day tour of the countryside and marveled at the surrounding Andes mountains... volcanic peaks, lakes and waterfalls, an amazing market in the town of Otovalo; a long day filled with new things. It was strange to see the mountains without even a smidgen of snow, but as tall as they are, they are not high enough for it to snow so close to the equator. We visited a raptor sanctuary, with a close-up look at Andean Condors. (Yes, I wanted to free them all, but many of the birds have injuries which preclude life in the wild). The indigenous Andean people retain their dress and customs to a great extent and truly are a very small people. Many of the older folk didn’t even reach my shoulders. Since it was Jan’s and my first foray to the southern hemisphere, we also made it a point to get fun pictures at one of the places where the equator crosses the road. Purchasing goodies everywhere was easy; Ecuador’s currency is the US dollar, and market goods were a bargain.
Andean farms

  We flew to the Galapagos Islands, 600 miles off the coast beyond the city of Guayaquil. They are specks in the immensity of the Pacific, mostly dry volcanic hunks of rock. The creatures there evolved in relative isolation, and are some of nature’s weirdest offerings. We had opted for a land-based trip, which meant that our days were spent touring on boats and traipsing on land, and at day’s end we stayed in nice little local digs. This ended up perfect as our evenings were spent relaxing on the deck with a drink and exploring the little towns, meeting fellow travelers with stories to tell. Like the mom and daughter from Santa Barbara who took a year off of school to travel and the American expat who opened a coffee bar but had no idea what a mocha was!
From our hotel on Isabella Island

The Angermeyer Waterfront Inn on Santa Cruz
It is hard to pick a highlight from the various critters that we saw, though the volcanic landscape and cloud forest seemed like home to me. I was thrilled with seeing several types of Darwin’s finches, the impetus for much of his theory, though their size and movement made them hard to photograph. Words can’t really convey my excitement at seeing penguins in nature. And snorkeling with a little guy who climbed down from his rocky perch to get in the water right by me! While adorable, they are quite stinky, smelling like rotten fish. 



We hung out with sea lions, land and marine iguanas, sea turtles, and blue-footed boobies. Saw speedy dolphins and huge mantas from our boats. Snorkeled with benign but still disconcerting white-tipped reef sharks. And ultimately the strangest of all to me, the giant Galapagos tortoises, the most odd and ungainly creatures I have ever witnessed in the wild. We got even closer looks at the Darwin Center where there are representatives from each islands’ populations. They are ancient and primitive looking, slow-moving and awkward. And after hearing how they mate, it amazes me that they survive. Indeed, they represent a pinnacle of evolution and are the most long-lived vertebrates in the animal kingdom.  All in all, an amazing trip to finish out my time in South America.  And there will be more to share in future months as I continue my life below 20°, moving to Kona on the Big Island of Hawai’i. The southernmost place in the United States, I’ll be living at 19°. So, nos vemos and a hui hou!
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Sunday, April 6, 2014

Finding Juan Valdez

High above the coffee farm

We found Juan
As a small kid, I remember TV commercials for Colombian coffee that featured a character named Juan Valdez and his donkey Conchita. It turns out that the original actor was Cuban, and Valdez is not a particularly common last name here in Colombia. I learned this fact and many more from Andres, a friendly gentleman who runs an adventure tour company out of the city of Medellin, where I spent the first several days of my holiday break.

Medellin is large and hilly, surrounded by mountains. The airport is located 45 minutes away in a beautiful green area called Rionegro. 
City view from the Jardin Botanico. Unlike American cities,
the poorer you are, the farther you live up the hill
Mojito!

A favorite cafe
Street performer from Japan,
making his way around the globe
Walking around Medellin’s Poblado neighborhood, from park to plaza, was especially fun at the holidays as the people there have an almost abnormal fondness for Christmas lights. 
Giant lighted ornaments and strings of colored bulbs hang from trees and balconies and nets of lights twinkle like stars overhead. I made this holiday detour with friend Christy who had wanted to see the city’s famous riverside Christmas light extravaganza, visited by people from all over the country and sponsored by, who else, the electric company.


First, we had a fun day at the botanic gardens (flowers and mariposas galore) and planetarium. 

The craziest hibiscus color I've ever seen

Look out, I'm doing science!

Kalo leaves
Beautiful mariposa enclosure in the gardens
Maracuya (lilikoi) desert. SO ono!

After dark, we visited the light display, set up along the river for well over a mile. Giant wire structures held thousands upon thousands of lights, electric candles hung in strings across the river, and thousands of people walked along the paths enjoying the vendors' wares and every kind of Colombian treat. 


We paused periodically along the way for lighted displays and a complete rendition of Bethlehem and the nativity. Of course, there was also a treat stop. I had a giant hand-pulled marshmallow dipped in milo (like Ovaltine) powder. 

Yes, her job is to wipe the sweat from the candy-puller's arms and brow.


The highlight of my time there was the tour with Andres, Christy, and a guy named Mark (a friend of friends) from Boulder. Andres picked us up in a big SUV, which was awesome to ride in after busses and tiny taxis, and off we headed to the coffee and ranching region south of Medellin. The city is the northern apex of Colombia’s “Coffee Triangle,” a region of rolling hills and mountains with rich volcanic soil perfect for growing coffee. Sound familiar? Yeah, like Hawai’i, except landlocked.
Caracara and the funny-looking humped cattle.

Cerro Pyramid

Typical rural town

Roadside holiday decorations...the dummies get burned at New Year's to represent burning away old troubles
We stopped at the finca or country home, of Andres’s parents, a beautiful place just 45 minutes out of the city.
The finca's caretaker and Andres



 We continued on to the coffee town of Concordia, had a traditional lunch and then got a long inside look at a real coffee farm, not just a touristy tasting stop.
Beautiful view at lunch

Almuerzo tipico

Lots of cute dogs this trip!

Coffee town of Concordia in the distance

Up on the farm
We rode in trucks, watched the pickers weigh-in, and saw the process from green to roast. This was not totally new to me, having spent time on my grandparent’s and other coffee farms in Kona, but I was struck again at just how labor intensive the process of growing and processing our morning cup o’ joe really is. The picking is back-breaking. The farm we visited, relatively small and prosperous, is proud that they can pay a good picker $16 a day. The going rate is $12.




The pictures of the area say more than my words ever can, so enjoy the views of the verdant high mountains as one approaches the equator and life on the farm.
A hui hou until next time!

Cherry dump, which will float down to the sorters and dryers.

Farmhouse

Friendly local

Drying oven for the higher grade beans


Outside drying for the lower grade, "reject" beans that go to making the local tinto brew
Seedling trees

Puppy love!


Me too!

Colorful doorways abound in Concordia