I live in Florida, and I was walking across a very high bridge that goes over an arm of what is essentially an estuary. I glanced over the rail and saw what looked like a huge sheet flapping under the water - a ray, of course. Even given the magnifying effect of the water, which was really only a few feet deep at that point, this was one monster ray. It was flapping its way down towards the ocean.
They’re so unobtrusive, just gliding along under the surface (until those moments when they suddenly leap out of the water!), and sport fishermen don’t usually fish for them intentionally, so you just forget that they’re there...and how big they can get!
We have a sailboat in a marina and at certain times of the year the batrays and skates come in to lay on the rocks by our walkway. I stand and watch them for what seems like hours. I caught myself following a baby octopus there one day for an hour. lol
I just love sea life.