A poem about nothing
‘Twas the day before Sunday, when all through the sea
Not a creature was stirring, not even an Indo Pacific bottlenose dolphin
The small boats were captained through the waterways with care,
In hopes that the dolphins soon would be there.
The passengers were nestled all safe it was said
While visions of dorsal fins danced in their heads.
And Gen-san in his helmet, and I with the MVA,
Had just settled in for a good dolphin day.
But alas, it was not to be. 2 hours out on the water yielded no more than 20 seconds of dolphin video. We followed a group of 5 dolphins for quite some time, but they were supremely uninterested in interacting with the passengers. So I got a fleeting glimpse of these guys (male adults I think) just once or twice. The seas were very rough – enormous waves! It took us over 20 minuts to get from Shoujine back into port. Normally that trip should have taken about 3. But we had to go very slowly and angle into the waves. It was most unfortunate. All and all, a bit of a disaster. You can’t win em all!
Merry Dolphins to all, and to all a good night!