Philip Hoare’s reflections on the Anthropocene, in the next Great Ocean Quarterly Volume 2:2 ~
Then, as suddenly as we sailed into the mist, the sea erupts all around us. The eerie silence is replaced with an explosion of blows and bellows. We are surrounded by whales; the water is alive with them, erupting with exhaled air from their massive lungs. Half an hour ago we couldn’t tell sea from sky; now these animals are producing their own fog, the airy spume of their blows merging into the mist.