We left from Naha port on a small boat that took us out near the Kerama Islands. I had a homemade water-resistant contraption for my camera, consisting of a Ziploc bag and Tim’s boot bands, a fully charged battery, and a grin like a little kid on Christmas morning.
We saw several blowholes (when the whale comes up to breathe and you can see the water shoot out of the blowhole), but didn’t see any actual whales for a while. Then, all of a sudden, one surfaced right behind our boat. We got to see it dive and Tim got a good shot of the tail, but that was about it. We were worried that would be all we would see on this trip (which still would have been worth it).
After we didn’t spot any more whales for a while, they told us they were going to look for one more and then head back. After circling for a bit, someone spotted something and we got a little closer, until we saw this…
Alas, my future does not lie in whale photography. When we saw the first whale breach, I was awestruck and pretty much decided that I would rather watch and enjoy than try to take some (likely) crappy photos. Tim grabbed my camera and immediately started getting great shots. He had never even used the zoom lens until that morning, and all of a sudden he’s Mr. Whale Photographer Extraordinaire. What a jerk. All of the whale photos in this post are Tim’s.