We were there for only a few minutes before things started happening. Rafted up for a short break, when all of a sudden here come whales from the north, headed straight for us, maybe 100 yards off! Grey whales steaming south. We were right in their path. Breach, breach, breach, breach, then they disappeared, four of them. They are supposed to be at peak right now. Then they appeared again, this time surfacing right in front of us about 30-50 feet out. So close you could see them clearly, six this time. Fluke! That pod dove deep and we never saw them again. The next pod (4-6 animals) came up right in front of us as we had just turned to leave, headed back in. The first popped up half a boat length just off the port side of the paddler ahead of me, who practically soiled his pants. The most beautiful mottled pink and grey--two nostrils. Smell that breath. Then off to the right a full glistening fluke that somehow I missed. Ooo's and ah's. Something to think about on the way home.
Nice.
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