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whales and rainbows
Jul. 11th, 2007 11:59 pmwhale watch: $35
parking: $7
Dinner at Legal Seafoods later: $45
40-ton whale about thirty feet from the boat slapping the water with its pectoral fin and rainbows appearing in the resulting spray: you can't put a price on that, my friends. No, you cannot.
We saw humpback whales and minke whales today, and one humpback whale in particular breeched numerous times, right up alongside the ship so that we rocked with its impact. I am sunburnt despite applying sunblock and wind burned and that peculiar kind of salt air tired but full of marvel. The best part about the whale was, as the whale biologist pointed out to us, he kept lifting his eye above the water so that he could look at us as we looked at him. It's hard to believe he wasn't showing off on purpose, or at least thanking us for churning up all the fish with the boat motor.
I also learned that years of riding the Red Line during standing room only rush hour does wonders for one's ability to easily tolerate five to seven foot swells. That plus a few years of training my inner ear fluid to handle spinning while dancing enabled me to make the trip very comfortably without any dramamine.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
misscalculation , I remembered my binoculars! Standing at the bow of the boat, one hand on the rail, one hand on my binoculars, knees adjusting to the motion of the boat on the waves as spray broke to either side, I felt every inch the adventurer. I didn't bring a camera, but a camera would just show you images that you've seen countless times before, a whale in the water. It wouldn't be at all like being there.
parking: $7
Dinner at Legal Seafoods later: $45
40-ton whale about thirty feet from the boat slapping the water with its pectoral fin and rainbows appearing in the resulting spray: you can't put a price on that, my friends. No, you cannot.
We saw humpback whales and minke whales today, and one humpback whale in particular breeched numerous times, right up alongside the ship so that we rocked with its impact. I am sunburnt despite applying sunblock and wind burned and that peculiar kind of salt air tired but full of marvel. The best part about the whale was, as the whale biologist pointed out to us, he kept lifting his eye above the water so that he could look at us as we looked at him. It's hard to believe he wasn't showing off on purpose, or at least thanking us for churning up all the fish with the boat motor.
I also learned that years of riding the Red Line during standing room only rush hour does wonders for one's ability to easily tolerate five to seven foot swells. That plus a few years of training my inner ear fluid to handle spinning while dancing enabled me to make the trip very comfortably without any dramamine.
misscalculation , I remembered my binoculars! Standing at the bow of the boat, one hand on the rail, one hand on my binoculars, knees adjusting to the motion of the boat on the waves as spray broke to either side, I felt every inch the adventurer. I didn't bring a camera, but a camera would just show you images that you've seen countless times before, a whale in the water. It wouldn't be at all like being there.
