A giant bubble ring right along side the boat. A glimpse of a fin, a smooth humped back then the unmistakable snout of a humpback whale. A group of three were cooperatively bubble net fishing. They coordinate an air bubble release under water to corral a school of fish then chow down. Just amazing.
Overall we saw probably 8 different whales (My tail fluke coloration pattern identification skills are not so great). We saw many great tail flips as they dove and even saw a mother and her calf.
We had a great trip with Whale Watch out of Provincetown Mass.

We saw whales spouting. It was pretty far out to sea but recognizable. Always cool. We visited an out of the way sandbar that was the temporary home for about 400 grey seals on a low tide break. The combined barking or sort of cooing sounded like wind howling. The erratic scattering of little pods punctuated the generally quiet group as they hauled out in the sun. Another fun sight.

I was checking out the reconstructed fort. The first floor of the fort building was filled with story boards telling of the lives and contributions of officers, local militiamen, and even young lawyer poets. I was turning to walk out when I heard voices from upstairs. It was not-so-perfect harmony and there were a few stumbles on words; but, it was the unmistakable familiar melody of the national anthem matched with the much less familiar lyrics of one of the latter verses. I don’t know who was singing or why. I only heard a few lines. I was spellbound. The voices went silent. Life returned to the stuff of everyday living. I am so glad for that moment.

Thirteen stars and thirteen stripes
The huge 30X42 ft flag furled and unfurled perfectly. It was glorious. What we saw was a replica of the banner that flew over Fort McHenry in the early dawn after the British bombardment. It is easy to see how it could have inspired young Francis Scott Key.

To top off a great racing weekend I took a ride in a stock car today. Bright and early while the other campers were packing up to leave the track we went to pit lane. After donning helmet, ear plugs and racing suit, I hopped in with Chris for a few quick laps around the track. It still seems amazing you can go 2 ½ miles in just over a minute. With the wide and smooth track all to ourselves it really didn’t seem that fast until we got to the first turn. The g-forces going around the turn mashing me into the right side of the seat meant we were booking. Talk about an adrenalin rush!