This year we went a week later than we usually do and weren't positive if we'd see the whales... When we reached our camping spot the whale watchers told us that the whales were out to sea (sea sea to see what they could see see see but all that they could see see see was the bottom of the deep blue sea sea sea!). Oh no! Now what? Hang around, play Warrior Cats on the rocks, eat, run around, be free, skin a knee or two, watch the sun set, eat Smores, sit around the campfire, marvel at the moon, play LOTS of Mad Libs ("Remember, it's not polite to eat with your rolls of fat"), take the dogs for a walk, check on the dead seal.... Then the Orcas came back! Hurrah! Only about half a pod (there are three pods in this area). But half a pod is better than no whales at all!
Watching and waiting for the whales:
There they are!
An amazing creation.
We even saw a Bald Eagle!
And a dead seal....
Let sleeping dogs lie:
I watched the sun set. Actually set. My first time. It was beautiful.
"Red sky at night, sailors delight. Red sky in the morning, sailors take warning."
We had a great time! Lots of laughs and altogether fun. Tintin even came along.
On the trip over, I drew Paul McCartney (to finish up my drawings of the Beatles which have previously been featured on this blog - although I am going to have to re-do Ringo....). This drawing of Paul has now surpassed The Mouth of Sauron as "best drawing by Abbey."
Have a great week!