The past few weeks, once more,
We’ve had to make a dash
Towards the glass front door
When whale tails make a splash.
Whale Watching Weather
And when the winds do blow
It is quite hard indeed
A breaking wave to know –
Or whale come up to speed!
They jump up in the air
And come down with a smack;
To click a shutter, there,
The timing for I lack!
A dozen whales may be
Out there within our sight;
I wish that I could see
When they’ll be taking flight!
Top right – just a bit bottom wrong!
One aims right for the spot
One hopes where they will rise,
And takes a frantic shot –
But, ‘Missed!’ is no surprise! 😦
© Colonialist June 2013 (WordPress)
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I’d stalk you to find out where you live so I could get that view! Watch out when I go to KZN at the end of July 😉
As for the whales, I think they might be a bit shy and prefer not to be caught on candid camera
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They haven’t had much cause to trust humans, over the centuries.
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You have a great view Col!
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It always is that. whatever the weather!
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hahaha wonderful words 🙂 I know where you’re coming from, having been whale watching and trying to take photos – might have been better if I’d left the camera at home and just focused on watching the whales 😉
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Trying to get stills of one in the air is a complete exercise in frustration, indeed!
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Well at least you tried to catch them at it, Col. I find it difficult to photograph surfers riding a wave. I’m just not quick enough, and before I get the pic, they’ve fallen off their board. 🙂
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Whereupon you shake a fist at them and yell, ‘Stop falling off! You ruined my shot!’?
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Been there done that Col… all I’ve ever captured is the splash after the fact…
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I wish I could find my shot of a number of years ago when I had the luck to catch one, fairly close in, at the very apex of the leap. The whole massive body was well up above the water.
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Lucky you… would love to see it…
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Oh – I’ve just remembered. It was a video. That is a lot easier to get – one just holds it steady and waits for something to happen.
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Oh you lucky man, I’d never get any work done with a show like that outside my window 🙂
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Fortunately for the sake of work it only happens when they are in the mood. Today was a lovely day, but nary a whale in sight.
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I tried whale watching when I was in Durban and didn’t see any 😦
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You should have come to our place – they like it here!
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Next time 😉
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I wouldn’t mind seeing that spectacle, but from inside the window!
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*soothingly* It is quite safe out on the lawn – they can’t jump THAT high! 🙂
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That must have been quite the spectacle Col 🙂
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It really is – we look forward to this time of the year.
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WoW! that must be wonderful!
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That must be one glorious sight indeed Col…to watch those big beauties. I am sure the kids enjoyed it just as much. Thanks for the lovely rhyme and for sharing. 😀 *hugs*
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The kids take having the world’s largest living creatures leaping around in front of their eyes fairly casually – old hat to them!
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Until grandpa starts swimming with the whales. I wonder what they will do then? LOL!
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Depending on whether I am in favour or not at the time, they will say, ‘Don’t get et!’ or ‘Gobble him up!’
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Whahahahahaha!
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‘Tis our ‘season’ also: thank you for printing photos of the wonder of it all . . .
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Very cool! We get excited like that when we spot dolphins or manatees. And also when we spot sharks and alligators . . . but for a slightly different reason. 😉
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Same situation here 😦
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I like the style and my type.. love it 😉
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Enormously (as in whales) gratified!
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Now I am incredibly envious, Col. Whales out of the window. I cannot even imagine that happening on our south coast.
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It can provide quite a distraction – partcularly when they come really close in! If I glimpse one through the small section of glass door visible from my study, writing tends to get abandoned!
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I’m not surprised. Some things are more important than writing. I remember as a head teacher in Port Isaac, North Cornwall, someone running into Reception and shouting “Mrs Shrewsday, Mrs Shrewsday, there’s basking sharks at the bottom of the cliffs!” and we all shot out, locked up the school (the kids had just gone home) and went down there to watch.
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You certainly had your priorities right!
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