There were countless such examples – and even Darwin’s discussion of kelp at the coast of Tierra del Fuego as the most essential plant in the food chain was strikingly similar to Humboldt’s description of the Mauritia palms as a keystone species that ‘spreads life’ in the Llanos. The great aquatic forests of kelp, Darwin wrote, supported a vast array of life forms, from tiny hydra-like polyps to molluscs, small fish and crabs – all of which in turn fed cormorants, otters, seals and finally, of course, the indigenous tribes. Humboldt informed Darwin’s understanding of nature as an ecological system. Like the destruction of a tropical forest, Darwin said, the eradication of kelp would cause the loss of uncountable species as well as probably wiping out the native population of Fuegians.
Darwin modelled his own writing on Humboldt’s, fusing scientific writing with poetic description to such an extent that his journal of the
Humboldt showed Darwin how to investigate the natural world not from the claustrophobic angle of a geologist or zoologist, but from within
In September 1835, a little less than four years after leaving England, the
After five weeks in the Galapagos, the
On 1 August 1836, after crossing the Indian Ocean and then the Atlantic, they briefly stopped in Bahia in Brazil, where they had made their first South American landfall at the end of February 1832, before finally turning north for the last leg of their voyage. Seeing Bahia was a sobering experience for Darwin. Instead of admiring the tropical blooms in the Brazilian rainforest as he had during their first visit, he now longed to see stately horse chestnuts in an English park. He was desperate to get home. He had had enough of this ‘zig-zag manner’ of sailing, he wrote to his sister. ‘I loathe, I abhor the sea, & all ships which sail on it.’
By the end of September they passed the Azores in the northern Atlantic and sailed towards England. Darwin was in his cabin, as seasick as he had been on his first day. Even after all these years, he was still not used to the rhythm of the sea and moaned, ‘I hate every wave of the ocean.’ Lying in his hammock, he filled his bulging journal with his last observations, summing up his thoughts about the previous five years. First impressions, he noted in one of his very last entries, were often shaped by preconceived ideas. ‘All mine were taken from the vivid descriptions in the Personal Narrative.’