Sunday, August 1, 2010

Santa Cruz Island, Channel Islands National Park. Part I: The Whale


After 13 long years for Kathryn, and 6 for Brenda, the Intrepiduo finally achieved their dream of visiting the stunning Channel Islands. With Kiley in tow as an Intrepid-Adventurer-in-Training (and as our videographer), we arrived in Ventura on Thursday night and dined at the charming Spasso (highly recommended by all). Friday morning we boarded the Island Packers ferry and hit the open water.  We had over an hour before we reached the island.

To the uninitiated, the crossing itself might be considered dangerous, and indeed, we experienced rough seas that most other passengers found debilitating. We, however, kept everyone laughing with tall tales of Campbellian land-locked exploits, after which most people asked, “whyever do you associate with such a tool?” After we had soothed everyone's seasickness we turned our attention to the open seas. To our delight, we spied dozens of sea lions lounging on a buoy and at least one hundred dolphins swimming by our side.





The Majestic Blue Whale
Thinking that things couldn’t possibly get any better, we looked off the starboard side and thar she was! A majestic blue whale!  Everyone on the boat came rushing starboard to ooh and ah when the unthinkable happened! Far in the distance, we saw a sail boat floating peacefully on the horizon -- and the whale was headed right for it.    We tried to signal to the sail boat, warning the passengers of the impending danger.  In the choas, we lost sight of the whale.  And then without warning, the whale surged from the sea and threw its massive body on top of the boat as its  passengers screamed for help.    We knew we had little time to waste--this was a job for the Intrepiduo!

We climbed onto the railing of our catamaran, jumped into the frigid waters, and began swimming toward the nearly-capsized sailboat.  Our first order of business was to get the passengers to safety while keeping the circling whale at bay. We tried to calm the frantic passengers who clung to its sides for dear life.  Finally, we could see the spray of the whale's spout as her back broke the surface of the water.   To show we meant her no harm, Kathryn yelled: “We seek you not! It is thou, thou, that madly seeks us!” Puzzled by this Melvillian reversal, the whale paused in her pursuit long enough for Brenda to help everyone climb back onto the sailboat.  When only the two of us remained in the water, Kiley threw us life jackets and begged us to leave the whale alone, but how could we? How could we deny ourselves the most intrepid adventure ever??

Finally, our hobby of humming cetacean lullabies would pay off! We began to sing the eerie songs, softly at first, we gathered volume as it became clear that our duet was winning the great beast over. Soon, she was gazing at us with a look usually reserved for warriors—and we knew the time was right. Still singing, Brenda climbed up the left side of her dorsal fin, and Kathryn the right, until we were astride her back. Lifting our arms in victory we shouted, “Long live the Intrepiduo!” A loud cheer errupted from the boat as we caravanned the rest of the way to Santa Cruz Island.

Whale Riders

Approaching the island
As we gripped the whale's back and fought the salty sea spraying in our faces, it became clear that the whale had recognized our intrepediness and was happy to finally meet worthy challengers.  We took deep breaths as the whale dove deep to the ocean floor and, just before our lungs burst, reached the surface again.  We shouted our triumphs to the sky!  As the shore of Santa Cruz Island neared, the whale sped up and forced her massive body out of the water once again, causing the three of us to take flight for just a moment. And, as we crashed back into the surf, we understood the bond that had been established.  We knew would meet this whale again.  As the water became shallow, we slowly climbed down from our nautical stead.  But before we left, we looked the whale in the eye and thanked her for her strength and grace -- knowing that these were the same traits she honored in us.  While we were sad to see the great creature go, we could not imagine a more glorious dance with with such intrepidness.  

Bidding the whale farewell.


Cool Points: 10
Intrepid Points: 10