It took us only an hour on the turbulent North Atlantic water to reach the herring boats. Having just left the city of GrindavĂk, it was a downright beautiful winter day in southern Iceland (a rare occurrence, from what I’m told). As we neared the large fishing vessels on the horizon we began scanning in all directions, looking for telltale signs of life breaking the surface of the water. Several humpback whales had been seen in this area just the day before, so it came as a surprise when we saw something entirely different.
Like a knife cutting through the wake, a tall black fin emerged in the distance, gliding for a moment then disappearing. Another, slightly closer, then another, until two pods of orca adding up to eight individuals could be seen at the same time. Coming within 20 feet of the boat, they seemed indifferent to our presence, carrying on as if we were just another feature of the landscape. When they surfaced I could see and hear the blast of their breath escaping through the blowhole at the top of their head.
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