"Sir knows our language?"

While preparing myself for whale-watching I imagined seeing these monstrous (but lovely) creatures of the sea hobnobbing with my boat, sunning themselves in the San Diego day on their way down to get some lobster and margaritas in Mexico.  Little did I know my experience would resemble something closer to watching grass grow.  The pictures shows the sighting of a whale— “look it blows air out of its blowhole”.  We were fortunate to be able to catch a glimpse of its back— from 100 yards or more away.

Still fun to say I have sailed the seas.