Mike Corey

There they are!

Morley follows her finger and sees two spouts of spray in the distance.

Humpback whales.

He wasn't actually sure if they'd see any this time of year.

Most humpbacks have migrated to Mexico by January.

He takes it as a good omen that they've spotted some, and Morley could use a few good omens.

He didn't want to alarm the crew, but that last unsuccessful run put him on thin ice with Leconte's owners.

They took a chance giving him the skipper job, and he doesn't want to let them down.

Plus, he recently learned that Tamara is pregnant, and he's promised her a diamond engagement ring and a nice wedding.

One of the humpbacks breaches and Morley puts his arms around Tamara and Kyla.

He can't believe that soon their own little baby will be in the picture too.

He's so grateful for his new family and he'll do anything to make sure they're provided for.

Bob Doyle shoves a few more cans of soup into an already overstuffed cupboard, then latches it shut.

He and Gigi Mork are in the Le Conti's galley, packing away all the food they'll need for their next fishing trip.

It's a little before 4 a.m.

on January 23, 1998.

The crew has already been up for over an hour getting the ship ready.

Besides the food, they need to check the engines, bilge pump, and winches, and organize all their bait and fishing gear.

Since their first trip was a bust, Captain Morley has decided to venture out into deeper waters in search of rockfish.

He's set his sights on a notorious spot called Fairweather Ground.