"A man and a boy were going to Klamath Marsh afoot. The boy was six or seven. The man wanted to try swimming in Ska´mdi. He told the boy, "If those things bite and kill me, you go home." The man and had lost his wife; the boy alone was left. "I do not want to stay here; I want to die," the man said. The boy cried to him not to swim there. He walked back from the river bank, ran and plunged in. Big animals reached up and bit him. They came up twice; then he appeared no more. The boy saw it and wept. He started home; it took all night for him to reach Bezükse´, below Chiloquin. At Ska´mdi the water boils and cannot move down river. No one can swim there; something always bites and kills them."
(Ramsey 1977:212-13)