Helaine and I went whale watching this afternoon. We’d been before, in Alaska. A trip in shirtsleeves under sunny skies sounded very appealing.
Finding whales is part instinct, part deduction and part luck. Our ship was aimed where whales were seen headed a few hours ago.
From the bridge the captain started talking about the whale, but she was still invisible to me. All I could see was that blow!
She began to rise. A blue whale, she was around 100 feet long. The whale leveled off with a few inches of her back above the water line, then began to dive.
The whale stayed submerged 13 minutes then blew again well in front of the boat. I knew it was the same whale because of a distinctive ‘beauty mark’ on her tail.
What a great trip. One more thing to do to keep out-of-town guests entertained… and us too.