
The whale hitting the water with his tale.
Off in the distance this is a calf, breaching the water.
So small world, the captain of the boat graduated from the same land-locked Colorado high school that I did (four years later so did not know him). His uncles went the the same high school Jason did.
I wish I could say I enjoyed this more, but I was crouched down in the back of the boat trying to (and was successful) not provide the fish with more bait. Sipping of ginger ale and nibbling on ginger was not that effective, nor was the Dramamine. The bride to be, Emily (Jason's cousin and the reason we are here) was right there with me, as was our oldest, Jake. I was able to open my eyes long enough to see the two huge humpbacks right there next to the boat, AMAZING. Then promptly closed my eyes and most likely moaned as another wave of nausea hit me. Jason, every so often would pat me on the shoulder as he passed by me while running around the boat trying to see whales. Later he said he was sorry he didn't get a good picture of Jake and I doubled over. Seriously? I say, thank goodness.
Afterwards we went to dinner at this great place right on the ocean with great views of the water and the sunset. We joined in with Jason's aunt, LJ and uncle Bob (seriously doesn't EVERYONE have an uncle Bob?) and their friends from Boston, Erika and Jim. Erika is officiating the wedding. Lovely company. Being on land and a coke helped the tummy issues so wonderful ending to a great (even though queasy) day.







