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Volunteering in the Galapagos

We knew we wanted to volunteer in a few places when we first started planning out our trip several months back. We also knew we wanted to spend a good amount of time in the Galapagos, so one of the first things we did was apply to be volunteers with an Ecuadorian organization called Jatun Sacha that does reforestation and eradication of invasive species work on San Cristobal Island. We applied, were accepted, and then secured a 4-night cruise that would start when we were done volunteering for 2 weeks. The organization has its headquarters in Quito, so we went there for an orientation the day before we flew to San Cristobal. We were told the goals of the program, some ground rules including working hours and where we'd be living, and then off we went!

The biological station is located about a 40-minute drive in a pick-up truck from Puerto Baquerizo Moreno, the main town on the island and where the airport is. The climate in the islands is very dependent on proximity to the coast and elevation. When you're on the coast, it's generally sunny and warm, but when you start going inland and higher in elevation, it gets cooler, more humid, and often overcast or drizzly. The station is located at the end of a dirt/gravel road, on 200 hectares of land. The buildings are simple-- one kitchen/dining area where we ate and spent most evenings, two houses with dorm-style rooms (bunk beds and simple shelves) for the volunteers, and one house for the employees. The buildings are all connected by muddy paths, with tons of banana, orange, lemon, passion fruit, and papaya trees along the way.

Dining Area

Hammocks at the Old House

Our Room in Old House

The Dreaded Mora

Also on the property are two nurseries/vegetable gardens, and tons of mora plants. "Mora" is an invasive raspberry plant-- it grows tall with white, thorny stems and branches. It grows quickly in thick patches, and it's a major problem for the island, as it just takes over huge patches of land, strangling any existing plants and starving them for light, and not allowing any new plants to grow. Jatun Sacha's goals include cutting down and clearing as much mora as possible, and planting native or endemic plants in its place, including the poison apple tree (poisonous to humans, but one of the land tortoise's favorite snacks). Volunteer tasks therefore include cutting mora with a machete; collecting seeds of the poison apple tree and coffee plants; working with the National Park, who has a large nursery and uses the seeds that we collect; and upkeep of the biological station, which means helping in the kitchen, cleaning, composting, collecting fruit, setting rat traps (another invasive species that causes a lot of problems), maintaining the water collection infrastructure, carpentry, etc. There is also room for volunteers to work on a "personal project": one they're interested in, or one they have particular skills for. To this end, I worked for a morning on making new signs for a new compost heap (while I don't have a particular skill for painting I do love the sorting of trash!), and Nick spent parts of a few days starting work on some benches in a grove of trees with a view of the ocean. The work can be hard (it's mostly manual labor, after all!), especially due to the relentless swarms of "carmelitas" (a cross between a mosquito and a fruit fly) that don't seem to be too repelled by DEET, mosquito coils, cigarette smoke, or any of the usual mosquito tricks. We pretty much wore full body armour the entire time we were there-- long pants, high socks, long sleeve shirts, face nets, and hats. Even with all that, most people were still covered in bites. It got annoying, to say the least.

Nick

Machetes

Me, My Signs, and Miguel

At our orientation, we were told we'd be working from 8 am to 12 pm and from 2 pm to 4:30 pm, Monday to Friday. When we arrived, we soon realized that this was not exactly the case: in the one and a half weeks we were there, we only worked one or two afternoons. All the volunteers and staff head down to the port town for the weekend on Friday morning and return to the station on Sunday evening. So, while the work was hard, we didn't end up doing that much of it, and many long afternoons were spent reading or napping in hammocks (covered in a mosquito net of course!).
I have mixed feelings on the experience.
On one hand, I really enjoyed getting to know the other volunteers. They ranged in age from teenagers in high school to adults in their 30s, and were from various countries (mostly North America, Europe, and Australia). The atmosphere at the station was similar to summer camp: we all lived together, worked together, ate together at long picnic tables, and played cards, charades, or watched movies after dinner. On the weekends we went to the beach, hung out in town, went out to dinner, and went to the bars together. We met some awesome people and traveled a bit with some of them to other islands. I enjoyed the atmosphere and the friends we made, but on the other hand, I felt that the volunteers were underutilized. People come there with the expectation that they'll be working, and while I definitely don't think that volunteers should be worked to death, I also don't think that we signed up to sleep in bunk beds, get mauled my carmelitas, be covered in mud, and take cold showers just to work 3 hours a day and spend the rest of the day doing nothing. I think the organization has its heart in the right place, and it's clear they have already made a ton of progress toward their goals, but I feel that a lot more could get accomplished with 25-50 volunteers. We were only there for just under two weeks, which is definitely not long enough to make conclusions, but I think it was long enough to get a feel for how things generally work.
In the end, I'm glad we decided to volunteer. We learned first-hand about some of the challenges the islands face, met lots of great people, and experienced the islands much more intimately than the average traveller does during a 4- or 8-day cruise. Plus, I learned that it is possible to eat rice two times a day for two weeks and not die!

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Posted by Claudia