After a glorious day of de-hooping, cutting half mooms, salting, turning and stirring down (in that order) I went to the beach to see a sea lion. It was a bloody monster, I've no idea how much it weighed but it was about 10 foot long and probably about five foot wide at it's largest point.
It's been there for some time and pretty much everyone on the island appears to have visited (according to the tyre marks along the beach) but no seems able to agree on whether he's dying or just relaxing.
He's losing his fur which would probably be about right for the time of year but he seems to be uncomfortable which may be becuase people like myself keep going up to him and pointing cameras at him. His eyes are bloodhsot and his arse-end is covered in an orangey pooh but otherwise he seems pretty neat and tidy.
He looks a bit like this but once we get the pictures developed I'll upload a more personal image.
I hope he's alright (he may actually be a lady lion as he had a fuuny hole).
Thursday, November 11, 2004
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- beefandcheese
- Despite compelling evidence to the contrary this was never meant to be about either beef or cheese, subjects in which I have little more than a passing interest. It is true however that the fates have recently conspired to find me work at a cheese factory but this is little more than a cruel, coincidental joke told at my expense.
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