Saturday, March 28, 2009

Great Shape (for dead)

We first heard that there was a white shark scare at Camel Rock. I was told Whitey was probably checking out the dead juvenile whale that bobbed around Trinidad before washing up on the right side of Houda point. What? A dead whale?
We're there!

Being whale-carcass afficionados, we went out on Saturday's low tide. Andy, Ava, Zeke and Owen came out, too. The whale was easy to find.

Suprisingly, it didn't have the throat-choking odor that often accompanies dead whales. It didn't smell good, but at least you could walk right up to it without your eyes watering.

Sasha and I talked about how the whale was slowly going back to nature. A surfer said a biology class came out the day before to remove some whale parts; does that count?

While there were some guts scattered about, it wasn't too decayed, probably because it was below the high-tide line. With that, though, is the constant trickle of shark-attracting odor washing into Humboldt's most popular surfing waters.

On that note, a surfer asked me if I knew anything about the recent white shark tagging operation. I knew nothing. He'd heard that someone was tagging (and presumably tracking) white sharks nearby. 10 had been tagged between the mouth of the Mad and Trinidad, he added.

Afterward, we wandered the beach, climbed rocks, drew sand pictures, and enjoyed the weather.

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