

Leaving Gibraltar we had periods of no wind where we just drifted, especially early in the morning. Josie and I were on watch early one morning during one of these periods when I was reminded of one of Beth Moore's talks where she received what she called a delight. That is exactly how I felt; delighted by a reward for our patience by a visit from a pod of what we determined to be pilot whales. Shortly after the sun came up we spotted what at first we thought were dolphins, but as they got closer proved to be whales. We woke Michael and Justin up as we were sure they would not want to miss out. The whales played around the boat for an hour. They would swim around, move off, dive under the boat and provide quite a show. Michael tried to get a shot underwater by hanging off the back of the boat and reaching his hand down into the water with the camera, but was unsuccessful. I finally got into the water with the camera and Josie and Michael soon joined me. Shortly after that the whales departed, resuming their journey. We saw a pod the next day as well, but we were underway and not just drifting and they did not linger.
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