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Now that the orcas were in plain sight, the Tlingets resumed their drumming and singing....just moments later, a 6-foot high pointed male orca fin rose up directly in front of the lighthouse.
Joseph and I track down one of the world’s experts on blue whales, Fernando Arcas, and spend an unforgettable day on the water with him in Baja.
I make peace with my competitive nature, deal with election anxiety and figure a few things out
The Perfect Day
You lean in for your kiss. It opens up its blowhole and, “Whooosh!” you’ve been baptized with whale breath. Consider yourself initiated into the church of the whale.
All the others on the cramped barge were asleep when the Guarani woman next to me finally spoke: “Aren’t you lonely? Why aren’t you afraid?”
Eventually, my outer thigh became a kind of no man's land where he was permitted to rest one fingertip, but that was it....
I land myself a gig as a deckhand on a gillnetting boat. Trouble ensues.
It starts with a group e-mail: "okay. have i got a deal for you. i've procured a 10 cd player with great speakers and have no music. so. here's the deal: you send me music, i DHL you fish..." A horny pirate, the wacky birthday fairy, uppity orca scientists and the little dictator get involved. It ends in tears.
Let’s all go ahead and be very very soft. Let’s speak softly and walk softly and hold each other softly and think soft thoughts about soft things. Let’s all be big softies and have lots of give and wear soft clothing that makes people want to touch us.
