Thar she blows!

After visiting Roosevelt's cottage, mom and I drove to the very tip of the island. We drove so far that we ran out of road and ended up in the gravel parking lot of the East Quoddy Head Light House.


The lighthouse was pretty but unreachable. We happened to reach that side of the island during high tide which meant there was feet of turbulent water between us and the light.


I was okay with that. Light houses are my mom's thing not mine. Besides, the bay held something more interesting. We saw a couple of families standing on the rocks and pointing out over the water. A pair of porpoises played in the bay. We could see their dorsal fins and their sleek, black backs.


And we heard a sound like a soda can exploding. It was a whale, followed by two whale boats. The whale crested several times. It was the best part of the trip.


I spent the trip back to Maine singing. "I saw a wh-ale. I saw a wh-ale."


When we got back to Lubec we stopped at East Quoddy's sister house the West Quoddy Head Lighthouse. We actually got to walk around that one, but no whales, so I guess it was a draw.


We got some good pictures though.


I leave you today with a quote from John Hope, "We have sat on the river bank and caught catfish with pin hooks. The time has come to harpoon a whale."