I dragged Morgane along with me on a whale watching cruise leaving from San Diego. The boat seemed big and the water seemed calm as we motored through the bay towards open water. Morgane moaned about how boring it was going to be.
Then we passed the lighthouse at Point Loma and got the real ocean waves and the boat started to rock like crazy. “This is like Splash Mountain,” said Morgane happily. I focused on the horizon to keep from feeling sick.
For awhile we kept heading further out to sea. Morgane laughed and I tried not to be sick. Then she started to feel bad. I told her what to do, but she just closed her eyes instead.
Eventually we made it upstairs to get some fresh air. Morgane lay down on a bench while I tried to see the gray whale we were following. Mostly I saw the spray from its blowhole. Some dolphins came along and seemed to be playing with the whale.
The dolphins started coming closer so I went and picked Morgane up and held her so she could see. The dolphins jumped through the gigantic waves right beside the boat and we both saw it together.
Then I kept watching while Morgane napped on her sheltered bench. Some other boats were following the whale as well, it seemed: a large sailboat and a small zodiac.
The whale finally showed us its tail and then we turned around and headed back. When we got into the sheltered bay, Morgane was her cheery self again. She told the concession stand guy all about our trip.
It was hard to take pictures with the giant waves, but I think my zoom lens is broken. It must be from when I dropped it. Now I am getting a lot of fuzzy photos.
