Yesterday I walked on Fisherman’s Wharf in San Francisco and I heard off in the distance what sounded like Sea Lions. Following the noise I ended on at Pier 39 and saw dozens of floating platforms – each of which contained between 3 and 10 sea lions.
Apparently after an earthquake in 1989 they started to appear, found the area to their liking and invited their friends to join them. They are now protected and are a huge tourist draw.
It rained off an on that day, and as we watched the sea lions it started to pour, so we watched them from under an overhang. The sea lions didn’t seem to even notice the precipitation – the older animals lay on their sides and backs as though sunning themselves, and the younger sea lions played – lunging at each other with their mouths open, wrestling and shoving each other into the ocean.