(no) Whale Watching!

Here we are at the beginning of the trip.


Choppy ass waters yo.


No whales in sight.

Whale watching, in theory is a great idea. You get on a boat, go out about 15-20 miles, see whales as they migrate either north or southbound, get lots of pictures, and then go back.

Thats IF you see whales. Today we went whale watching, or as I like to call it, (no) whale watching. L, A & J and I went down to Half Moon Bay this morning. It was overcast and rainy, but as we sat down to brunch, the thoughts of all the whales we were going to see warmed us through a delicious meal. It started raining harder, but joined the group of others. We met Izzy, the whale biologist, as Amanda sang her humpback whale songs, and we looked up at the sky, hopeful that the sun would be coming out soon.
We boarded the Salty Lady, and set out. The sea was choppy leaving the harbor, and we all clung to the side of the boat, so excited.
We kept going, the rain stopped, the sea was choppy and windy, and at one point we passed some weather line and the temperature dropped 20 degrees, well, it felt like it anyways.
We kept going, on and on. It started getting colder and colder as the ocean spray hit our faces.
And yet we kept going. No whales, but still, hopeful, scanning the horizon.
After an hour, L sat down, and after another half hour of standing by the side of the boat, getting soaked, I sat down as well.

We were cold, wet and hadn't seen any stinking whales. I likened it to being our Everest. Meaning we spent a lot of money (well, relatively), endured the weather, but still there is no guarantee you'll actually accomplish what you were hoping you would.

The skipper turned the boat around, which was nice, cause the sun came out for a little bit, and J and I caught little mini naps.
We docked, and went to go eat and drink warm things, and headed home.
My hair and clothes are salty and windblown, I can't get warm and no. I didn't see any whales.
Whales, I will see you with mine eyes. Soon.