It's Cape Time, once again. All those cutesy stories about the lovable seals are distant memories, here on CMI. Nonetheless, as a reminder, I dug up this picture. I took it last summer, isolating this big guy from scores and scores of others, whose favorite past-time was to stare at the aliens on the beach. That would be us. He's not looking so cute to me now, 'cause our predictions came true and great white sharks are becoming regulars in our (link)
Cape Space. Seals are shark bait. Their growing numbers could only guarantee one thing. Jaws.
No swimming for Mambo, this year. Or for moi.
Just look... don't touch.
Cape Space. Seals are shark bait. Their growing numbers could only guarantee one thing. Jaws.
No swimming for Mambo, this year. Or for moi.
Just look... don't touch.
