Ecuador is one of the most fascinating countries on Earth. The amazing diversity of nature, cultures, geography, foods, activities, holiday destinations, people and languages makes this tiny country straddled either side of latitude zero a stand out destination in South America. You may think I’m biased because I live here, but I have traveled in, lived in or visited 46 countries over the last 30+ years, and Ecuador is the only country that has ever inspired me to build a house and stick around for a while.
When I began thinking about some of the great things about Ecuador that I’d like to share with people who are thinking about visiting, I found that many of my friends and acquaintances feel the same way about the same things. Therefore, in the spirit of fairness, before I sat down to write this ten-part series, I asked everyone I know who lives now or has lived or traveled in Ecuador this one simple question: “What is/was the best thing about your experience of Ecuador?” This series is all about their responses.
Four men roll the boat down the beach on balsa rollers, Flintstones-style, dragging the back roller to the front as the launch lumbers down the sand towards the sea. A man checks our life-vests, to make sure they’re properly secured. We’re in shorts and wind-cheaters, knowing the ride will be wet and cold. Our shoes are safely stowed in our small waterproof holdalls. As the small motorboat nears the edge of the water, the guide calls us over. We push from the stern, floating the boat into the waves lapping the beach. Then, as two men hold it steady, we climb over the back, past the outboard motor and scramble over a fiberglass partition to take our seats. A little rustic, it may be, but we consider it a part of the overall adventure, getting our hands dirty and our feet wet.
The navigator dips a carved wooden paddle into the waves and pushes into the sand, propelling the boat further out into the waves. When the water is deep enough, the driver lowers the motor into the gently rocking breakers and pulls on the starter. After a few coughs and a puff of smoke, the engine roars to life and we are off, skimming over the tops of the waves just as dawn breaks over the bay. The village disappears from view as we speed out to the peninsular of San Francisco on the edge of the Galera National Marine Park. The water is deep blue. The air is crisp and smells fresh. Whizzing over blue-green crests, it’s easy sit back and relax, as we enjoy the ride. About an hour later, we slow down as the driver shouts, “Over there!”
We nearly snap our necks turning to see where he’s pointing, as the huge tail of a humpback whale slaps the water to our starboard side. A spray shoots up into the air, as the giant mammal disappears below the surface. The motor chugs in the water, we creep along, looking and listening for breaching whales. As we come to rest on top of a deep reef, a mother and her calf swim by slowly, the young calf hugging its mother’s side. “It’s just a few days old,” says the guide. The mother takes her time, drifting just below the surface of the clear waters. We sit in silence as the awesome animal weighing in at around 36,000 kilograms passes by with her new offspring, heading south for the winter to feed on krill during the annual humpback migration. Further out to port side, an enormous whale breaches, leaping out of the water and slapping the surface with its massive tail on reentry. Even though we’re not that close, we are splashed with spray as the breeze carries the droplets of seawater over us. Even the normally chatty guide is speechless as we watch another two younger whales breach one after the other. The only word anyone says for over an hour is “WOW!” After a while, no more humpbacks appear and we head back to the village, feeling honored and privileged to have witnessed the migration of a few of the world’s 80,000 remaining humpback whales.
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