Dolphins!

One time I was in the Larsen family Ford truck getting a Christmas tree...I think I was in my late teens/early twenties. As my dad was backing up the truck across a steep boulder littered field, I reached into my coat pocket and excitedly gasped and exclaimed "I found my chapstick!" Upon hearing my gasp, my dad slammed on the brakes and about had a heart attack. He thought we were about to go off a cliff, hit a rock, or otherwise be marked by the mountain. He didn't seem to understand my exuberance at finding my favorite chapstick, which had been lost to me since my last ski trip.

When we moved to California, I promised Marty that if (hopefully when) we saw dolphins in the wild, if we were in the car, I wouldn't give him a "I found my chapstick!" myocardial infarction moment. Luckily, we were on the beach when we saw native dolphins. It was a chapstick moment.

I squealed. I gasped. I may or may not have whacked Marty's arm. I couldn't wipe the dopey grin off my face.

Since out initial sightings, we have been gifted with several dolphin viewing experiences. Sadly, the dolphins we frequently see offshore are incredibly difficult to photograph. Imagine trying to catch an image of the toast popping out of the toaster. Here is the best I have...