Gray Whale 405

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Jan 29 2010

25 Jan 2010 Estero el Barril, Bahia Magdalena

Kennan and Mo outing Picassa Pictures
Estero El Barril Picassa Pictures

I just realized that yesterday’s entry was dated wrong, should have read Jan. 24. And I think I goofed the quotes around the lat/lon. so that’s probably off too. I think I need an editor to clean up behind me.

Getting my barbershop ready in the cockpit today, a surprise blow took my own breath away – gray whale 30 feet off to starboard. We’re anchored right off the main channel leading north to Lopez Mateo. All through this bay gray whales come to birth their calves every winter then head north in early spring. We’re basically anchored off their 405. I’m not sure if we just saw a lot of them today, or if it was the same whale swimming back and forth. In the past week, we’ve seen quite a few blows off a ways, often in groups of two or more, we’re assuming some are baby blows (they are shorter than the others), but none quite that close.

Cutting Logan’s hair today,

Logan: “Are you done yet?” me: “Almost, why” Logan: “Cause I can feel my 4-year old self about to burst out of me.”

This afternoon Logan took off on his own to the dunes. I think he did a 2 mile paddle to get there, got only slightly lost in the dunes, then returned home after sunset, but before it was pitch black (he left the beach at sunset). Kennan and I went paddling through a really neat smaller branch of mangroves just south of El Barril, really pretty little spot, we made it to the very end. Backing out, Kennan squished a spider and I had a giant leaf hopper on my arm. Every time I tried to chase the leaf hopper off, he’d treat my arm like a branch, and sidestep to the back side. Basically I was chasing him into my armpit, and I got a case of the shivery giggles. Finally we backed out to less close quarters, and had a beautiful paddle home as the sky turned redder and the shadows grew longer. At one point we stopped for a quick hike up a dune, and Kennan had an encounter with a Croc hugger, (spiky seed pod that latched onto his Croc). I have no idea what plant it’s from, but what an amazing adaptation, who knows what purpose though? Clinging to donkey hooves to travel?

xoxomo

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