When I was in high school, jumping off Black Rock was the thing to do. Of course, this entailed sprinting through a gated community, running from groundskeepers and scrambling over tourists. Now that Iím older and wiser (not to mention slower), Iíve come to realize the beauty in taking things easy, and just enjoying the wonderment of nature. And again, Black Rock comes to my rescue. Readers, you have chosen Black Rock as the premier spot for snorkeling, and with its picturesque underwater views, itís no wonder. And for those rare times Iím feeling young and violent, elbowing my way through throngs of tourists trying to snatch pictures of turtles and fish does the trick.