I was asked recently over the phone by a buddy of mine "What did you get up to today?" I replied "Oh, not much, just watched a perfectly healthy young whale being euthanased by a vet..." My friend didn't say anything for a minute, he was actually quite choked himself, and he hadn't even been there!
"You are mad, how can you photograph that sort of thing happening?" the conversation went on. We might be mad but I also think that the passion that we in WDCS have for the animals that we represent shines clearly through, like when Sarah and I had a microphone shoved in our faces as the little whale was put to sleep. It was a harrowing afternoon, and I'm not ashamed to say that I shed a few tears too - joining Sarah and Emma having a good snivel on that freezing, rapidly darkening beach at Fortrose. The day that I lose all emotion when attending a stranding of any whale, dolphin or porpoise, or when speaking to the media about our dolphins in the Moray Firth, is the day that they put me in a box - I'm sure that you feel the same.