You are unique and spectacular beings, sentinels of the sea, ecosystem engineers, harbingers of the climate change that will affect us all. But where the fuck are you? How could you let me down?
I feel like I’ve read quite a few books about whales* – not by default because I read lots of books about swimming, no… I am drawn to whale stories. I think it’s something to do with a sense of awe, like how can something so enormous also appear to be so gentle and languid?
In her sciencey-memoir, Soundings, Doreen Cunningham tracks the journey of the grey whales that migrate up the Pacific coast, from the warm water lagoons of Mexico’s Baja California Sur to the northernmost Alaskan town of Utqiagvik. Continue reading →