Magnificently Overrated: Whale Watching

My wife and I spent the day “whale watching” last weekend.  She had been anxious to pursue the great, wild whale ever since our last outing two years ago.  During that previous high seas adventure, we failed to spot the elusive, majestic whale.  This despite many, many hours tossing about the Atlantic Ocean, accompanied by seasick shipmates and an entourage of dolphins that made fun of us for even caring about whales.  No whales that day, alas.whale

On this sunny Sunday, however, we were successful.  We spotted a dozen whales!  Which was surprisingly similar to not seeing any whales at all the last time, just with more whales.

It became all too evident as we bobbed about the wide Atlantic Ocean, chasing from one sighting to another for hours, that these are not professional whales.  These guys are the ones that just happen to be lying about when the boat pulls up.  It’s as if you took your friends visiting from the Midwest into the city by driving for hours in hot, rush-hour traffic in your car with no air conditioning and four broken windows, but when you finally got into the city you decided not to take them to see Les Miserable or The Book of Mormon like you promised, but instead took them to a karaoke bar that was popular with taxi drivers recently emigrated from Eastern Europe.  Lack of stage presence is being kind.  Forget jumping over the boat in an arcing trail of crystalline spray.  No tail pirouettes or lunging jetes, either.  Those are the actions of the elite, highly-talented whales, it seems.  These guys were more circumspect.  More “log-like.”

The cruise was  narrated by a marine biologist with bubbling enthusiasm for all things whale.  This loud, incessant narration was piped over a battery of tinny, scratchy speakers set next to all available seating areas.  Some adjectives used by the marine biologist to describe the whales:  majestic, enormous, magnificent, playful, friendly, endangered.  Adjectives that crossed my mind as I stared at the same whales the biologist was pointing at:  grey, might-be-dead, abandoned-car-ish, and, again, grey.  Dr. Marine Biologist had names for all the regular whales, cute names like Susie and Eddie.  On this exciting cruise, however, two new whale friends were found and needed names, which the good doctor solicited from our ranks.  Sadly, he did not select my recommendations of “Roadkill” and “Old Rubber Boot,” preferring the much less apt “Pete” and “Pauline.”  He also did not invite me to become a volunteer marine biologist, though he seemed to encourage pretty much everyone else on board to do so.

The pedestrian whales such as we encountered were fairly limited in their entertainment skills.  The occasional sneeze, dramatized by the appearance of sneeze vapor wafting across the boat.  Sometimes, they slowly sink.  Every one of them totally ignored the  potato chips I threw their way.  Pretty aloof, actually.  A glaring lack of people skills.  Majestic?  Is a half-submerged Volkswagen beetle majestic?  Then, no.

Next week:  We go to a Mets game.  Woo-hoo!

4 thoughts on “Magnificently Overrated: Whale Watching

  1. Maybe you need to try out at Privincetown in Cape Cod….it was amazing! Extremely active, we saw many Mom’s with their calves.

  2. I’m sorry you didn’t enjoy your trip. Never been on one, myself. I did, however, see a pod of whales, just going from one place to another, I guess. They passed in front of Westward Beach (between Point Dume and Zuma) just north of Malibu. No tourists about, just locals, and only a few at that.

    When I first saw a plume, I thought it was a dolphin, but on second look–wow! I went down close to the water, and then other people did, too. One of the whales came close to shore and rolled over, raised a flipper and waggled it at us. I felt that he wanted to say “howdy, humans.”

    Maybe I’m just susceptible. But it was a deep, spiritual experience for me.

    And I’m not even a native Californian.

    Even though you didn’t have a good time on your trip (surely the dolphins were a treat?), you gave me a good time with your writing. Dry humor is hard to pull off, and you did it very well.

    • You see, you were inspired because those were a troop of professional minstrel whales you came across. I stumbled into a whale retirement home.

      Thanks for stopping by and your kind comments.
      Aloha

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