Gliding slowly over the glass-clear water, I approached a clump of dark shadows about 20 feet off my bow, where a stir on the surface caught my eye. Stingrays? Maybe. But the Florida Keys are also ...
Gliding slowly through the glass-clear water, I approached a clump of dark shadows about 20 feet off my bow, where a stir on the surface caught my eye. Stingrays? Maybe. But the Florida Keys also are ...