Manteo Dolphin: Tours

She booked another tour for the next morning. Not for science. For the click. For Mira’s eye. For whatever came next.

“First time?” Wes asked, tipping his cap. manteo dolphin tours

A dark, curved fin broke the surface twenty yards to port. Then another. A pod of bottlenose dolphins, maybe twelve strong, glided alongside the Little Miss Manteo . They weren’t leaping or spinning for show. They were simply… present. Moving with a patient, ancient intelligence. She booked another tour for the next morning

“To whatever comes next,” Wes said.

Wes appeared beside her. “That was Mira. She’s been doing this for seven years. Comes right up to new people. Like she’s welcoming them.” tipping his cap. A dark