This morning's ocean swim found me directly over a singing Humpback Whale. How do I know? I did not see the whale through the murk. But when the sound is that loud, there is no question about how close the whale is. I hovered, listening to every grunt, groan and squeak. Even with my head above water it was loud. Being that close I could also hear a lot of gurgling and at one point it even sounded like an elephant attempting to trumpet a charge. After being serenaded for fifteen minutes the sounds suddenly became less intense and I saw the whale surface twenty yards away. Was I disappointed at not seeing the whale underwater? No way! Sitting in the front row of a humpback whale recital was fascinating and entertaining.
Winter island style
2 years ago
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