Sounds corny I know, but I can’t express the joy that being visited by dolphins brings us. To have them swimming alongside our boat and playing in the bow wave makes us feel totally privileged and really grateful to be alive.
What is it about dolphins that incite such intense feelings?
Is it their exuberant prancing and leaping? Or the way they turn slightly on their side to try and see what you are up to (waving my arms and whooping like an idiot of course!) or the way they duck and weave in and out of the bow wave, each one trying to out do the other?
This morning just before 8 am a large family came to visit. We were surfing along at 7.5 knots with just the mainsail up in about 16 knots of wind.
It took many, many photos to get just one with dolphins in! So happy to get this one 🐬
The biggest delight was there were some sweet little babies swimming alongside of their mothers. Every now and again one would leap out of the water – its perfect baby dolphin form suspended in the air, quivering with the sheer joy of living. Oh to be a dolphin in my next life 🐬
After the family left, a really massive lone dolphin came to check us out. He had a good look at me, swam alongside for a while and then had one quick play in the bow wave and left, probably to get on with the more serious business of breakfast. Which reminds me – time to get out that meusli!