Whales

I barely know what day it is. What a wonderful thing. Beth reminded me - it is Thursday. I spent yesterday in San Francisco. My brother Mike helped me with a plumbing project on my boat. Ferg printed some tax forms for me; then he gave me a ride in his new car. 



I got up early today and went fishing with Greg and Earl. We got skunked. I caught a shaker (undersized) salmon. That does not count. I'll skip the details of our day on the ocean. 



Greg in skipper mode - searching for signs: birds feeding, whales, etc; finding the next location to drop our lines


Pt. Bonita - where the big blue ocean starts, after leaving SF Bay





The highlight of our day - so many whales that I lost count:








The pictures say it all.

the bear


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