♫ A three hour tour. ♫
Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale -- a tale of a fateful trip -- that started from this Scotian port aboard this tiny ship...
Digby is a lovely town on the Bay of Fundy about 220 km as an inebriated crow flies.
|We left from Halifax (lower right of the picture) |
and ended up at my finger tip.
We'd been looking forward to this adventure since we bought the tickets back in May. Holy Cats ! We were going whale watching !
Trouble is, you have to find the whales to be able to watch them.
We did look for whales. We looked hard, honest we did. We looked and looked. We stared out to sea until our eyes stung.
On passing through a narrows we did encounter several pods of porpoises, and that sighting, raised our hopes.
But alas and alack, it was not to be. Our "whale watch" turned into a "whale-can't-be-found" trip. Some of us, weary from staring out to sea, napped.
Some of us remained alarmingly perky, to the end.
|Lynne with camera at the ready|
As we were returning to harbour, the first mate came around and gave us each a coupon for a free future whale watching ... er I mean ... whale-looking-for trip.
|Love the guy who's slunk down in his seat. He was exhausted|
from having spent the previous three hours texting his friends.
Lynn and I will give it another try next summer.
In the mean time we have memories of a day spent adventuring in the summer sun, seeing new places, rocking on the waves, and exploring the wide open Bay of Fundy.
Hardly a total loss.
For Lynn's view on the day, here is her blog post about the outing.