What was so fun

Would you believe me if I told you that what appeared to be a huge floating, rolling, pitching redwood log —close to the beach but never quite making it to shore for the past few mornings—has turned out to be a rowdy, crowded raft of sea lions just hanging on to each other somehow? What looked like small branches sticking out were actually flippers and fins. If I were a sea lion snorkeling by, I might wonder what was so fun and then I might just jump in with the rest of my rolling companions and believe the center of gravity will hold.