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I was having a conversation the other day (I don't remember the context or who was present other than my sister and me) and somebody was talking about being out on a boat and having some whales swim alongside them for a while. My sister started saying how wonderful that must have been. It was clear that she'd forgotten our whale watching trip out of Provincetown when we were teenagers, spending a few weeks with our dad on Martha's Vineyard. I realize that was longer ago than I would like to admit, but it made such a huge impression on me that I couldn't imagine it not having the same impression on everyone else on board. (Apparently the fabulous shopping in P-town made more of an impression on my sister than the wonders of nature.)

Our particular whale watching trip lasted longer than scheduled because there was so much whale activity. First, it was just a group of whales a little in the distance, then a mother and calf came up close to the boat… the calf seemed very curious. Then we encountered one particular whale who seemed as fascinated by us as we were by him. He swam alongside the boat for quite a while, waving his flippers and splashing his tail and performing all manner of acrobatics as if to get our attention. It was amazing. I still have a great fondness for that particular whale.

Anyway, if you're ever in the Cape Cod area, I highly recommend checking out Provincetown and taking a whale watching trip yourself.

Labels: animals, travel