We're back from Provincetown. We're happy and tired. We have sea salt in our hair.
If you ever go on a whale watch and the naturalist suggests that there may be a "mist" or "spray" of water coming from the west, haul your bootie to the enclosed lower deck of the boat. Just a tip.
More on all of this later, but in the spirit of impatience, I am getting to the goods first. Da' whales.
Last point lighthouse. With seals. Fat seals.
"Viking" (humpback whale)
"Rapier" (humpback whale)
These are our favorites from the trip. S liked Viking best and I was all about Rapier (the biggest whale). I got all excited about this calf on the left side of the boat whenever I was on the right side, but it turned out that after you see Rapier, the calves, which I finally saw, just look like dinky mini-Rapiers - the big, presumably bad ones. But definitely more on this after a good night's sleep on shore!
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