3 January, 2015Tweet
All is quiet as the waves gently lap against the hull. The wind is blowing lightly and we sit in anticipation, watching and waiting. We know that they are there, beneath the surface, swimming just out of sight. We see distant plumes of mist as they surface to breath and we wait. There are muted conversations around the boat as we strain to find the light-blue discoloration on the surface of the water that marks their presence. Or look for their tails as they swim on the surface and then dive or search for that plume of mist as they breath. They are the gentle giants of the ocean. Magnificent creatures that captivate the imagination.