An indulgently lengthed video record of one of the best days in my life. Kay and I took a day trip flying from Bristol in the UK to Norway to watch Killer whales, or orcas as they should more properly be called. The whole experience was stunning; from the -20 degree temperature, through the snowbound landscape to the almost unreal experience of hearing a pod of orcas. Yes - hearing. It's strange that, for me, the auditory memory remains as strong as the visual. At one point they switched off the engine on the zodiac and all you could hear in the snow muffled landscape was the lapping of water and the explosive breath of the orcas as each surfaced in turn. Look out for the baby 5 or 6 minutes in. Watching this video again is enough to give me goosebumps.