Wind water waves and wonder

July thirteenth. It rained all night last night. There may even have been thunder. It was a watershed regardless. We woke to  60km/ hour winds, but dry skies. Over breakfast I overheard another guide tell her client that their kayak tour was off. So I called Sea North to confirm our zodiac tour in the Churchill river estuary. She told me the boys were down on the dock, checking it out and she asked me to call back in a half hour.  When i phoned back, she suggested that we get on a jet boat that would be more stable in the chop. We agreed.

I drove part of the crew in the van, and Sue drove others in the suburban, stopping once to avoid a Canada Goose and her goslings cross the road. (why does the goose cross the gravel road?) in fact, the goose hit the grass on the other side, but then turned back to charge at the car!

As we got shuttled from town to the dock, Kim glued her face to the window of the bus. "that is not a wave," she said of the white caps in Hudson Bay. "I swear that's a whale." sure enough the bay and estuary were teaming with playful mothers and young calves in the chop. We braced the crazy winds with captain Remi, and Dustin and Jules for crew.

"keep shooting, and delete the water shots later," Remi says. I shot 560 shots of super close whales.


Full moon over the tundra.
First clear sky in days.

More soon.