Someone on the sailboat spied a dorsal fin, dangerously close to the shore. “Is that dolphin sick?” “It must be sick. It’s beached itself.” “Maybe he just got stranded by the falling tide.” On and on the speculations went by the guests onboard the “Happy Ours” sailing vessel.
And while we were speculating, the good captain was on his VHF radio, talking to the lady of the hour, Lt. J.G. Natalia Hoy, Commander of the USCGC Sturgeon. The baby boat, released by the Sturgeon, made haste to the shore, finding the best place to release the rescue team.
As though it understood it were being helped and not attacked, it let the men guide it gently into the water.
As soon as it found its fins, it took off toward the deeper water . . .
And this was the last we saw of the rescued dolphin!
What a right place-right time adventure, for which I am very grateful. It is also my great pleasure to share this adventure with you, to reassure you that Serendipity is still alive and well, no matter Who you believe implements it. When something like this happens, I am reminded how small I am in the scheme of things, how powerless I am to control them, and how small the world really is, after all.
PS: The USCG has asked, via Capt Andy, if they may use the photos in a press release! That’s a Grey Poupon question for sure!
PSS: This is not the first dolphin rescue that my boys and I have been part of. In March about four years ago, we were instrumental in getting a baby dolphin rescued from a dead-end canal. That is an amazing story that lasted four days! And yes, I have photos!