By Robert Currer Sunlight streamed through the towering stands of kelp. I floated among splashes of sunset orange garibaldi but had eyes only for the pair of sea lions that cavorted above. The elegance of them as they darted and whirled was a moment of […]
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By Robert Currer There is a bite to the chill wind. It nips at the tip of your nose as you bustle inside away from the slate gray skies. February marks the tail end of a snowy winter and, with a sigh, you find yourself […]
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