My dad came to visit this weekend, and we went hunting as well--this time for whales from a station on Hwy. 101. Dad saw one whale, but I'm not sure about the girls. Kiki was mesmerized by the whale-watching boats teetering in the ten-foot waves (I almost got seasick watching them from steady land). Karly was way too busy feeling whale skin and touching whale bones to actually look for live whales.
Here are some new pix: