At 320am I was awoken to the sound of Orca blows, so close to shore that in my half conscious state, it sounded like they were swimming in the forest behind me. The speaker volume on the hydrophone was turned up, the calls of orca filling the forest too. I climbed out of my tent, out of the trees, to the rocky shore. The vista which lay before me was breathtaking. The stars above, ivory pinpricks in the velvet blue sky above and over in the northeast horizon, the sky was a sliver of red, orange and tangerine gold.
The water was calm, with just enough light to showcase the passing orca dorsal fins. A young orca breached a few times in front of the point and they disappeared from view into the east.
More orca passed by Ulric Point at 8am, this time heading west into Beauchemin Channel. It was members of G-clan and their calls on the hydrophone very uniquely bizarre, compared to A-clan calls. Near sunset, as I was taking my evening walk along the shore, a humpback swam through the kelp beds, possibly enjoying a kelp massage, as he raised his pectoral fins in the air, wrapping in kelp fronds.
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