11-09-2009
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Quote:
Originally Posted by mightyhorton
I was on the 3 am to 7 am watch, years ago, on the way back from Hawaii. My watchmate was below making coffee or sleeping or something, I was all alone. It was warm, we were about 700 miles NNE of Hawaii, heading around the Pacific High before turning for Portland. About 5 am or so, there was some light, I was sitting there with my hand on the tiller, no autopilot, with my back to the port rail, on a starboard tack. I was so relaxed and peaceful and content and happy. All of a sudden there was an enormous wooooosssshhhing sound, so loud and close and, well, very scary, as there was nothing behind me except empty ocean, eh? I teleported across the cockpit, across the boat to the safety of the starboard rail, in less than a nanosecond. Looking back, there was nothing but empty ocean, no giant sea monster, no tentacles, no teeth. I carefully came back and looked down and found myself staring right straight down into a really really stinky blow hole. The whale was about the same size as the boat, maybe 35 feet long or so, and was just holding place with his blow hole very very close to where I had been sitting, maybe just 4 or 5 feet away. After a couple of more heartbeats and breaths he flipped his tail gently, accelerated a bit, and dove and was gone.
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My heart skipped a beat just reading that! 
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