They’re back… though they never really left. The legendary Nap Pile has reassembled on the pier, stacking sleep on sleep like it’s a group project no one wants to lead. Nothing happens, and that’s exactly the point. In this sequel, their dedication to doing less somehow reaches new heights.

They’ve reached peak laziness. No tides to chase. No fish to hunt. Just a pier, the sun, and the unwavering commitment to doing absolutely nothing. If relaxation were a sport, these seals would win gold by refusing to stand up for the medal.

A calm look at Morro Bay — where life around the harbor moves at an easy pace, seals rest on old docks, and sunsets fill the marina with soft colors.