What’s dark, wet, and smells like kelp?

How many times do I need to pass point of interest before I finally stop? How often do I get so fixated on reaching my destination that it never occurs to me to stop? Well, I’ve driven north or south on US101 in Oregon at least a dozen times yet never stopped at Sea Lion Caves between Waldport and Florence. Why not? I like sea lions. I like caves. Sounds perfect, like chocolate and peanut butter.…