River DolphinsRiver DolphinsRiver Dolphins by baloothebear6
Bottlenose dolphins swam into the river that summer. The entire pod entered where the Navesink empties into the Atlantic. Attention from the townspeople came with their arrival. They were a novelty, something to be stared at and investigated. It was like an aquarium, only down the street.
Within a week the entire town went to look. Some stood at the shore line, staring out. A finger point and shout of excitement drew the crowds' attention. The heads turned as if a string connected their heads to the finger.
Those with boats sailed carefully; fearful the propellers would maim or kill a dolphin. They were cautioned by authorities; threatened with fines. The whole river became a "NO WAKE" zone. Others rented kayaks to get closer.
A month into the pod's stay, my sister and I rented a kayak and paddled out to see the river dolphins. It took a few minutes and plenty of yelling before we coordinated our rowing. We reached the middle of the river, sat, and waited; hoping one of