I got out to Whytecliff last Sunday hoping to catch the last of the octopus hatching. I got out to the left point and found the octopus still alive but all of the young had hatched. With plenty of gas left I puttered around the anemone garden. The zoanthid rocks had some guest including the red irish lord in it's usual spot and this small sculpin hanging out in a barnacle. I spent 15 minutes while it got curious and came out to stare me down.