Isabela & Fernandina Islands

Roca Redonda wasn’t visible when we woke up; it was hidden by the mist. Our captain knew it was there however, ahead of us at 6:30 in the morning. He took us close so we could hear the waves breaking against the rocky shores, so we could see the swallow-tailed gulls going back to their nests. Then, suddenly, the winds blew up and the rock was there, like floating in the clouds, beautiful, with all its colours shining in the morning light.

After crossing the Equator we had a ride along Punta Vicente Roca, and spotted a few penguins on the rocks, as well as flightless cormorants and brown noddy terns. Several Ocean sunfish showed their fins here and there while sea turtles basked on the surface.

Fernandina, our island for the afternoon, welcomed the National Geographic Polaris in all its splendour. Lava looked as if it had flowed hours ago, iguanas behaved as if we weren’t there at all and cormorants kept nesting and courting as if we were part of the scenery. We loved the western realm of the Galápagos!