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swimming
in a wetsuit, i've been approached by curious
seals. do they see me as a rival? or worse, a
potential mate? tv taught
me they can be dangerous! igor, visiting
from port angeles, arrived too late to join me for
a swim at 5:27pm high tide, but together we went
back to the beach to hang out on shore. while i
had my head down scrutinizing tideline detritus--tiny pinecones and crab
husks--he shouted, "orca!" i missed the
first sighting, but we watched and waited until
the pair resurfaced, heading north. (this frame
comes from a
timelapse i happened to be shooting.)
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