Yesterday, I spent the morning fishing the coast of Lincoln National Park... catching salmon in a drizzle. But, the day was made when a small Sea Lion pup came swimming along, bounding in and out of the water, like a new-born colt on winter morning, so full of energy.
He (she?) made two loops around the small bay I was fishing and then, on the last lap, stopped and turned back to look me over, with what I swear was a grin. In my mind I heard a child's voice, "Wow! How fast was I ?"
