This was another experience beyond words, but I'll try.
We finally moved on and radioed Claus and Rachael, who were a couple miles behind us, to give them a heads up, excited to tell them about our whale encounter and hoping they would experience the same (which they did).
We were cruising along in the fog, the gray of the sky merging seamlessly with the gray of the water. Only Lena Bea broke the calm of the sea and there was no other boat in sight, creating a perfect backdrop for what was to come.
Suddenly something black appeared - a whale! - breeching and spouting. And another...and another...and another. They were everywhere, some so close to the boat (50 feet) that we could hear them breathe! I grabbed my camera and started shooting, turning to where the sounds came from, wishing I had four arms and two cameras with which to capture it all. Wayne cut the engine and we watched in awe - just us and the whales - no tour boats and no marine police to tell us to keep away. Were we afraid, knowing that some of these whales were nearly twice the size of our boat? It never crossed our minds.
Spent the night tied up to the dock at Marina Gaspé.
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