A rush of shimmering silver blades in the opaque blue green waters was the first indication. Straining to see into the gloom and with heart beating heavily in my chest a large male emerged into focus heading in my direction. Setting a deliberate and unhurried course, he gave the shoal of, justifiably, skittish herring scant attention as he softly glided through the water towards me. We held eye contact as he passed only feet from where I was bobbing in the icy cold water both of us passing curious judgement, albeit he with significantly greater poise, elegance and confidence.

Therefore, to be dropped into a pod of orcas feasting on a huge swirling carousel of herring on day one of our trip was stunning good fortune. Having said that, fortune and luck are not always pure chance. Great credit goes to Patrick, our guide, who arranged a last minute relocation from Hamn to Tromvik as the whales and herring had inconsiderately decided to stay further north this year. Having been in Tromvik over the season, Patrick knew where the whales would be and within 40 minutes of setting off from dock we were gently idling in a fjord as Patrick became increasingly excited about the potential development of a feeding situation. Then, with an urgent and croaky charge of "Go, go, go", I nervously plunged / collapsed into the water and one of the most memorable experiences of my life!

With a small group of just three guests, we were able to make the most of the experience, including in-water time. A trip like this also inevitably brings together like minded folk meaning we had an instant bond and days stuck in dock were filled with great humour, conversation and spirit. I would note, however, that Patrick is ruthless board game player, undoubtedly a residual legacy of his days in corporate law. We also saw reindeer which greatly pleased my Frozen obsessed niece!

Many thanks go to Arabella for putting this unique opportunity my way and whose infectious enthusiasm resulted in me booking the trip within a few hours of hearing about it, to only later Google how many daylight hours there are in Norway in January (not many) and whether it was safe to swim with orcas (apparently so). Arabella also dealt with the last minute, nature caused, hiccup with great speed and efficiency resolving the issue by the end of the morning, much to my considerable relief!