Orcas in the Deeps of the Arctic

I swam alongside this eight metre long male for a few moments. The sensation was so weirdly moving I hooted through my snorkel. Two female orcas appeared about six metres below me, corralling herring into a bait ball. They started pushing the herring towards me as if I had arrived to help. Suddenly the male reemerged from the depths as he glided next to me his pectoral fin nearly the size of my entire body slid under my stomach. We eyed each other again before he rolled left and swept his dorsal fin, the size of a small plane's tail just over my head.