Two divers in the clear spring water of Crystal River. 



Fish Meets Man 



story and paintings by Bill Moss 



I WAS lying head downward along a slanting limestone cliff 

 and keeping very still. The snook, dressed in silver gray with 

 a black stripe, was three feet away, curiously eyeing the bubbles 

 rising behind my head. Then I moved and the fish swam away 

 not darting. Just ambling along. 



One of the nicest places I know to meet fish on a man-to-fish 

 basis is Paradise Point on the Crystal River in Florida. Paradise 

 Point is a green lawn hemmed by a seawall jutting into the 

 clearest 72-degree spring water imaginable. In this water, large- 

 mouth bass and bream-northerners call them bluegills swim 



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