There. He points off the bow.
I look again, real hard, and I see what Roger is pointing at. A school of
dolphins, leaping.
'Dolphins are mammals', Dad says, 'and different from fish. They're also
very intelligent and friendly. Wave at them. Maybe they'll come closer
and leap near the Snow White.'
So Roger and I wave at the dolphins and call out to them.
'Come on over,' we shout.
They must hear us because they change direction and jump and dive in
our direction. When they're close they turn and swim alongside.
Mother comes up and holds on to us as we lean against the rail and wave
and call out to them.
The dolphins stay with us most of the way to the island. About a mile
offshore they turn away. We're sorry to see them leave. I guess it's time
for them to head for home.
'That was our first adventure of the trip. Would you like to hear about
another one?'
'Sure would,' I said.
'OK,' said Roger. 'Let's meet here tomorrow, and I'll tell about our
sailing into the harbor.'
Snug Harbor
Today was Roger's turn, sailing into Snug Harbor.
Roger spread a map of the island to help follow the stories.
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