tiredAmanda: They're probably singin'.
Me: Singing?
Amanda: Yeah. "Kumbaya" and shit.
Me: Oh god. You think they're gonna be like those people on the port cruise who started singing and formed a congo line?
Amanda: Y'ever seen Children of the Corn?
Me: Uh...the first part. Why, are the Kenny Lake kids like that?
Amanda: Children of the Lake.
John: It's like a cross between that and John Carpenter's Village of the Damned.
Me: Fantastic. Really looking forward to it.
About 10 minutes till cast off, another boat went by our slip, a smaller aluminum boat. There were kids in it. They waved at us.
Me: *jokingly* Think those are the Kenny Lake kids?
Turns out, they were.
Either the chaperones had called our office to cancel but there was a miscommunication, or they just didn't call to cancel. Nice.
Anyway, nothing much else to report. No whales (except a possible Minke that I spotted that we didn't bother to go see because it was being boring) but we did see a pregnant mountain goat down really low on a cliff, napping in a grassy patch.
Oh, and yesterday, I watched a sea lion at Bullhead hump a rock.
And Colleen offered me crew chief.
