A sad day during my trip to Indonesia. It was 8.45 in the morning. We were on our way to Bangsal to catch the ferry to Gili Meno. We were driving along the northern coast with our motorcylce when we saw hundreds of people in the ocean approximately 100 m off the coast...as we got closer we could see a beached whale. Everbody was excited including myself. Never had I seen a whale in my life before. The water was red from the blood and I did not know whether it was still alive or not. I decided to walk up to it. Big relief when I arrived...it was still breathing but seriously injured. Half of the crowd had already decided on the whale's fate...KILL. A brave expat along with the other half, mostly young people, was trying to persuade the elder to try to save the whale while they could still kill it if it was to weak to survive. Finally they decided to wait until high tide (approx. 3 hours). I could not wait until then because we had our ferry to catch. My thoughts were with the whale all time. When we came back from the little island late in the afternoon we stopped at the place...it was deserted...I was hoping the whale made it...we asked an old man...he answered the whale was too weak and they had to kill it....R.I.P