We wake up to a sunny day with very little wind. The blue toilet tent is erected, and there is great rejoicing.

After the previous late night, we enjoy a lazy morning in camp. Charlie begins fishing from shore and catches a large Artic char. Keith and Max join him, and Max wins the prize with a 15lb char.

Mid-morning we spot spouts in the bay by an iceberg. Around 11:00 we venture out for our first morning on the boat. We stop first by the iceberg, before letting the boat drift in the middle of the bay.

It’s quiet. Gulls fly overhead, and a seal swims by. Then we see a spout, and another, and then the dark back of a narwhal in the water. Before we know it, the whales are feeding all around us in tight groups of three, four, six, and more. Dave and Marianne lower a hydrophone in the water for us to listen to the clicks of the whales. After the feeding is over, the whales float in groups just under the water. Ian is the first to spot tusks, and we all turn binoculars, telescopes, and cameras to the beautiful sight of narwhals tusking.

Sir Max and Ian each tried their hand at fishing.  Everyone was successful within a few casts.

Across the bay, Charlie our Inuit guide, saw spouts from narwhal.  That got everyone real excited again and soon we were donning our orange survival suits so that we could take the boat in search of our first live narwhal.