Sunday, May 30, 2010
I had a dolphin escort for at least half a mile on my Ft. Pickens patrol this morning. It was so close -- less than 15 feet from me -- and traveling at my speed; I feared perhaps it was sick. A couple of sudden maneuvers to grab a snack convinced me otherwise and from that point on I simply enjoyed the company until we neared some fisherman just past the old Ranger Station and it bid me adieu.
What a beautiful way to start my day.