When the family embarked on a short whale-watching cruise last weekend, it was already nearing the time that most of our humpbacks begin their very long journey southward (don’t we all like the sound of a trip down to Hawaii this time of year). As such, it was not one of the more dramatic tours I’ve been a part of, and despite the sunny skies, the water conditions were not very cooperative. Still, even the two-year-olds had a pretty good time, and I could hardly complain after the grand finale of seeing a full breach and plenty of fin slapping. While it was the closest I can recall being to a breaching whale, we weren’t within a reasonable range for my fairly short telephoto lens. I got to watch unimpeded by a camera.