As I kid I knew someone with a “Magic 8 Ball” toy. She’d ask it a question, flip it over, and like some hybrid fortune teller / magician, the answer would rise into view out of the dark depths. This experience reminds me of that somewhat.
6150 Rising Fortunes
Like some sign of rising fortunes, I glimpsed a dim shape beneath the water just offshore. Circling back and looking again moments later I could tell it was a whale, so we grabbed cameras and got views like these. Soon we realized it was probably that same group of two mothers with their calves making leisurely passes along the shallows, scooping up mud and filtering out meals.
6104 Less Mud
Unlike before, we saw almost no mud coming from the mouths of the calves. Apparently they’ve either honed their technique with tutoring from moms, or can hold their breath longer so the mud is ejected before they near the surface. On one turn, a mom surfaced and her blow caught the sun in this magical rainbow.
6141 Whale Rainbow
Seeing them again bodes well for more “whaling” on our next local flight. If they stick around we might get to watch the youngsters continue to grow and learn.
John & Anne Wiley 
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