Derek Bond wondered what he had done to deserve the best front row seat of his life.
Three humpback whales surrounded the sport fisherman’s boat, breaching and fin slapping so close he could smell the air pushed out of their blowholes.
“It came up for a breath (next to the boat) and it exhaled,” he said laughing. “Its breath smelled like rotten garbage.”
Jigging
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