The moon has just gone down and the universe is spread in all its magnificence across the sky – indescribable experience which you tend to forget about in the big city. Or maybe the whole shebang is really a small segment of the tiny brain of a little dog on a smoky planet in a parallel universe not very far from here and all our activity is just the energising of an idle thought that it needs to find a convenient tree.
Cetaceans – the three we saw were olive greenish brown, very big, with a long smooth gliding motion, no tails visible and a small triangular fin a long way back towards the tail. Not like the usual humpbacks at all. I looked for the CSIRO recognition chart before we left, I really did. And a good bird book.
Stephen, we’re abeam Brisvegas now and about 160 miles out – probably too late to deliver a slab of the Dublin Doctor but thanks for the thought.
Irwin, thanks again and all seems ok out here, so far.
Hi to Belmore South – G’day Funsters, Yo the Wunderbars, Hi again to the AllStars. Hope you all get something interesting out of this and it’s good to have you along.
The logs ramblings can be cryptic, so we have added: