It was bouncy at first but settled down eventually. We saw minke and humpback - mothers and calves and all sorts. The boys have taken resolutely to referring to this as our 'whaling' trip, but no animals were harmed during the making of this blog, apart from the poor little French boys next to us who were very mal de mer.
Feel free to hum the tune from The Onedin Line, or perhaps Sailing By, which has just bizarrely started playing on my iPod. Yes, I am that cool.
Unsurprisingly, Boston is vibrant and lovely, the harbour is pretty and charming, the whales were spouty and taily and the sun sparkles off the gently swelling sea just so.
All in all, a good thing.
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