Ah, the majestic sea lion, nature's lethargic, barking pile of blubber, who — like a pack of sun-starved, snowbird tourists — can turn docks into lounge chairs and laze in the sun for hours. Sure, this might be an unflattering description of one of God's creatures (both sea lions and tourists), but there's no doubt that pinnipeds and sailors' habitats have a tendency to overlap. How close is too close?