Of all the watermen who were once up to mischief in the lakes around Füssen, the one from Weißensee was the worst. There was even a prayer of its own to help the fishermen and neighboring farmers when the dreaded one suddenly reappeared after years of dormancy. If you met him by day, he wasn't dangerous, yes, he was even afraid of people. He could then sometimes be seen wading slowly through the reeds, covered all over with pike skin, but his feet were always in the water; for him, contact with the water was essential to his life, just like the air that people breathe. His beard reached to his knees. Sometimes if he got his claws caught in it, he would throw himself into the water and kick so hard it looked like he was about to tear his own head off.
With his whiskers and a needle which he had made from a hard rush, he now and then sewed and patched his torn fish robe on the shore, sitting in the sun, murmuring unintelligible sentences to himself. A farmer who was turning hay nearby once said he understood infernal curses, so he crossed himself and ran away. A while before a violent storm had fallen in this region, which had destroyed two farms. It was later agreed that the curse of Aquarius was to blame.
In the late 18th century, around Easter, the residents threw all sorts of sacred objects into the Weißensee to protect themselves from storms with these offerings. In addition, it was believed that Aquarius would rob people. Just when a fisherman thinks he has spotted a supposedly giant pike in the lake and casts his line at him, devilish laughter echoes across the lake. Then the water man has the fisherman on his hook and pulls him and his boat down into the depths. He is said to have even taken children from the shore to the bottom of the lake with him.