We walk from the old lighthouse at Cape Naturaliste, Wardandi country, down to the whale lookout; and already we see them blowing spray along the way, and jumping clear of the water to land with splash and slap. We arrive at the little walkway and viewing area. There are maybe a dozen different places in the vast outpouring of ocean that we can see them. Then, just before we go, one jumps up, almost fully out of the water, to land on its side with a slap—we can’t help letting out a little cry of exclamation. And then he does it again. Maamoong. Slap. And again. And again. Five times up and out of the water, then crash—down on his side.