Everything changes once you leave the shallow bays and venture beyond the jetties.
I grew up loving water, any water. In Florida there was lots and I played in all of them.
But now, I’m in my 50s, I just can’t anymore. I think of what’s swimming down beneath my feet, looking at my legs like they are hanging grapes. (shudder)
I go in pools only now (and yes, I look in there first)