The fog was thick as we made our way into Desolation Sound Marine Provincial Park. We scanned the sound before breakfast, looking for the telltale vertical columns of haze that would signal the presence of our cetacean quarry in the pre-dawn chill, yet none were seen. After an early morning session of watching from the bow, it was time to come in for breakfast and a morning briefing. When we finally arrived at Tenedos Bay, the fog had begun to clear, revealing the towering mountains that make this ocean-to-sky landscape so much like a postcard.