One of the highlights of our trip to California, was seeing the seals in Monterey Bay. It was a rainy afternoon, and we stopped off in Monterey on our road-trip down the Pacific Coast Highway. We had seen them from the look-out point of Monterey’s Fisherman’s Wharf area, and we wanted to get a closer look. Not another soul was in sight, as we walked through the puddles along the rainy wharf, headed out to the beach. As we approached, we began to see that the “rocks” in the distance weren’t really rocks at all. They were seals, perched atop rocks jutting out from the water. Their torpedo bodies were stationary as they dozed in the rain. With our feet firmly planted along the water’s edge, we watched as some seals lazily looked up at us. Then, without warning, some heads popped up out of the water. Baby seals. White with spots, and cute little whiskers. Their quizzical faces shone at us. It was an amazing moment. I began snapping away, and ran to the car to get my bigger lens. As Gabriel smiled and waved at these amazing creatures, they slowly moved closer to us. Sensing our presence, more baby seals began popping out of the water, curious to see who the two crazy Canadians standing in the pouring rain were. After watching them for a while, we slowly walked back to the car. One particular seal, who had been watching us intently the entire time, decided to follow us. As we walked parallel to the shore, he swam alongside us.