With a warm, windless day forecast, I should have known that Malabar would buck the trend and do its own thing.
The westerly wind was freezing, I kept glancing at my feet to check they were still with me.
I headed straight out of the bay to be in front of the cliffs before the sun came up and in hope of finding some shelter from the wind.
I couldn’t get close to the cliffs as the swell was running on just the right angle for the waves to bounce off and break on their return out to sea.
The birds were all heading south like they had some hot intel, and it must have been accurate because I didn’t see a fish all morning.
The morning was not without excitement though.
Whilst trying for squid in the deeper water off the cliffs I had seen a humpback plume as it headed south, a few minutes later I saw what I thought was a pod of dolphins charging towards me but as I was going for the camera I realised it was the whale. I got one shot in before I had to drop the camera and grab the paddle, not that I had anywhere to go mind you.
It dived and veered off as part of what seemed to be a game of chicken. She won, I crapped myself.
I’ve seen whales from the kayak before but never had one charge me.
In the cropped photo you can see a baby with it, so maybe it was a warning or maybe my hat was offensive but it was dark when I left and who’d notice.
Either way, message delivered, they continued on their way south.
Going with the obvious flow I headed south, if nothing else a paddle might warm me up.
Heading across the front of the bay a sound caught my attention and I looked over to see a huge boil in the water on my left, something grey and white and very large was swimming under me close enough to rock the kayak and test my balance.
My sphincter was back on high alert but only for a brief moment as what I presume to be a pilot whale surfaced beside me, (long thing body with a disproportionately small fin on it’s back).
There were at least two of them and they crisscrossed under the kayak as I paddled, a real buzz to have them interacting with me, unfortunately when I stopped paddling to get the camera my tenuous hold on their attention was lost and I was only left with the memory.
That was enough excitement for one day so I headed in, picking up a couple of squid for dinner on the way.
Stuck in Sydney traffic shortly after didn’t seem possible.