The pictures tell most of the story. We went on a wildlife watching tour. The bay was gorgeous, calm water, blue skies, birds and fish everywhere. We then went out past the jetties into the open ocean. Fog descended, waves were crashing, the ship teetered at the top of waves, and then crashed down into the trough. Everyone was too busy hanging on to look for whales. All the males plus Libby declared it the best part of vacation. After twenty minutes of terror the captain turned the boat around and we headed back into the bay. Grace was very relieved as the blood slowly returned to her knuckles.
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