“Whale!” I shriek, lunging for the lifeline on the beam of El Gato. “Grab my camera!” It’s barely moving,, just a long stretch of its brownish back, but it’s a WHALE!! No, wait. It’s not moving at all, I realize as we pass it by. Is it dead? No, turns … Continue reading
I’ve been told, no, promised, that I’d see whales on our sail to Catalina Island. It has been 10 hours, and I haven’t seen one breaching baleen. What I have seen are hearts. Big, red, mylar heart-shaped balloons, a reminder of this past weekends Valentines Day. They are floating on the … Continue reading