All Slugs, All the Time

I was delighted to find a thriving population of banana slugs in Redwood National Park and the surrounding area. I was unable to persuade my companions of their inherent likeability, but I think they would all admit to at least a bit of revolted fascination. One of the children along on the trip, a lovable, strapping four-year old I'll call Big C, began to notify me every time he found a slug. Given their abundance, this meant that Big C would stop approximately every five feet to alert me to the presence of yet another slug. This accounts for the enormous quantity of slug snapshots I accrued on this trip, all of which I will be happy to share with you.