>
>
> Still sailing in the fog. Inside the gray circle surrounding us there was a blow and a whale the size of the boat surfaced alongside, just 40 feet away. We saw its long mouth, then the top of the head, the fin and finally the tail as the whale smoothly surfaced, took a quick look at us, decided we weren't one of it's kind. It dove silently down, leaving us to contemplate life on a seemingly empty expanse of infinite size.
>
> Once again, the high point of the day was dinner. Tonight's fare was a turkey potato casserole that went down as fast as it was dished out.
>
Search TR2019 Search TR2019