We didn’t see them at first either. We walked a long way down beautiful Island Bay, past Red Rocks (not our Red Rocks!), and came around a jagged bend before we spotted the brown, rotund fellows. But then there was, “Oh, I think that’s one.” “There’s another!” “Wait, there’s…” and so on. I think I counted about a dozen in the first photograph. The biggest surprise? Their intense aroma! Mating season is just about to commence, but today they were content to bask in the sun, twirl in the tide pools, bump noses, and allow me to serenade them.
That last one’s for you, J.A.M.K.
In other news, I drove for the first time in the Southern Hemisphere today.