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The messy adventures of John Marsh |
Sloppy Fun in Deep Muck, 2023-07-12
After I did the “serious” quickmud drowning scene, I was ready to enjoy the warm, inviting mud, and show off my mad mud skills. 😉
I do two dives in this video, one backwards somersault, a couple of inversions and several closeup crotch shots. There are even some muddy feet in this video. Check out the teaser, below …
This probably isn’t my most authentic struggle, but it’s some of my most treacherous quickmud. I often wonder what would happen if anyone, other than me, were walking through there and stepped in that deep, man-eating hole. On the surface, it looks pretty much like the surrounding area, but I’ve worked it into a bottomless quagmire that can’t support any weight.
I guess what makes this video special is that I stay under the mud longer than usual. Otherwise, the preview (below) describes the video pretty well. I should probably add that there will be another video from this location, with this same outfit, but it will be horsing around, diving, and rubbing my crotch. I promise I’ll get that one edited soon.
One Wrong Step (Quickmud), 2023-07-12
My trip on July 12, 2023 was a mix of deep mud, rain, sun, and water. I probably spent as much time in the water as I did in my kayak. It was a hot day, but the sun couldn’t seem to commit. There was distant thunder and ominous clouds for a while before it started raining. The sun came out for a while longer, then it started raining, again. The sun came back out before I left, so I was able to dry out some of my quick-dry clothes and enjoy the warm sun on my wet body for a while before I finally left the creek.
Check the gallery page (in the menu at the top) for a new gallery I created from this trip under 2023 images.
Here is my “travel vlog” from the trip. As you know, I have to keep them short. There is a lot more video where this came from …
For the first time in nearly 2 weeks, it looks like I’ll have a low enough tide to explore some bottomless swamp mud. Low tide will be at the hottest part of the day, so I’m not going to go for a long paddle or extended expedition. I’m going to stay close to home and probably find a mud hole in which to wallow, dive, get immersed, inverted, and probably masturbate, since I am also pretty horny.
Wish me luck!
I had a great trip into the swamp, yesterday. I slept great and woke up horny as hell. I have so much to do today, but I also want to publish a new mud video for my clip store. The time I spend editing trip vlogs is time I don’t spend editing clips, but I like to share my trips with my followers. Having said that, though, it doesn’t look like I have many followers these days. I suppose I could focus on editing clips. I have at least 5 from this year and a couple from last year.
Yesterday, I set out into the swamp with a friend. I used him as a camera person, but I also let him enjoy the cool mud for a while. We spent a lot of time in the creek afterward, also. It was a hot day and both the mud and the creek were very refreshing. By the time we got back in the kayaks to return, my core temperature was low enough that the heat felt good.
The Vlog below showcases the variety of messes we encountered on our 5 hour trip. (Sorry about the low resolution. The video was too long to make it any larger. The best bits should show up in a clip, eventually.)
Today is the first day of summer. I’ve been spending a lot of time in the wilderness; although not so much in the swamp, since the tides have been unworkable for mud. I still have a few videos to edit and release, but I haven’t been editing much. It’s easier for me to shoot because I can do that while I’m out where I feel most at peace. I guess I’m just a lonely old man, hoping I’ll eventually find that spot where the ground swallows me and I’m never heard from, again.
The images I used for this blog entry are frames from some video I shot last night (June 20) in the forest, just before sunset. I was exploring some very interesting looking marsh. Sadly, I didn’t find anything deeper than knee deep. It was also getting dark, so the video is pretty dark. I do like the look of the swamp in the waning light, but a little more light would have been helpful for shadow detail.
I suppose it’s worth mentioning that I was wearing a new pair of cutoffs that fit me really well. Unfortunately, they make me look fat. 😉 I swear I haven’t been putting on weight, and all my adventures have been helping me stay fit.
I sure hope you all are doing better than I am. I’m afraid, when I find that mud hole that swallows me, I won’t be around to share it with you. I’ll try to put up some more of this year’s videos before I go.
Yesterday (2023-06-14), I took advantage of a mediocre low tide and ventured into the peat swamp where I hoped the tide would be low enough for some perilous bondage play.
I got some great alligator video. Usually, the gators don’t let me get video of them, and I don’t always have my camera at hand. This time, I had my camera ready and the gator let me drift pretty close to it before it submerged. It might be interesting to some of you that I almost always see a large gator in the same area where I clean up after playing in the peat mud. Today was no exception. My cleanup spot is very close.
You’d think the alligator would frighten me, but I’m not afraid of gators. What did give me a fright was the sound of what sounded like a four-wheel all terrain vehicle that seemed to circle me when I was mostly done tying myself up in the mud pit. As near as I can determine, it had to have been a boat on the creek, because there were no ATV tracks anywhere between the mud pit and the creek, and a wheeled vehicle probably couldn’t navigate all the fallen timber.
I think I arranged the images in the gallery below in the order they happened. You might have to use your imagination as to what transpired, but, in a nutshell, I shot some video on my way to the peat (jean-shorts and backpack), I changed into the PVC briefs to transit the marsh between the creek and the mud pit, I got tied up between two trees in the mud pit and used my breathing tube so I could get inverted for an erotic struggle, I emerged from the peat and got untied, then I got back into my jean shorts, boarded my kayak, paddled to another spot, docked my boat and stripped down to the PVC shorts for my final cleanup.
I’m still in search of some good quicksand drama locations that are at a higher elevation from my salt marsh locations. These locations are still under water at high tide levels, but they don’t need a low tide to be exposed … just a not high tide. Some of these locations do have potential. There were a couple of times when I struggled not to sink too deep because I didn’t want to immerse my backpack.
I honestly don’t know if this research is going to lead to anything. It is a lot of effort to hike into these remote locations, carrying everything on my back, avoiding the poison ivy, and get cleaned up before getting dressed and hiking out. I hiked 6 miles, yesterday. It was a good time, but I didn’t get enough video to justify the effort. Once I find the perfect spot, I might work out a better access plan, but it will never be as expedient as paddling a kayak right up to the mud and being able to use the kayak, both as a transport and a clean platform to stage gear.
I settled on kayaking or canoeing decades ago because boating has numerous advantages. Hiking to the mud is a regression, but it is also a different challenge, so it’s not all bad.
Today I went into the Croatan National Forest for a hike, and also to explore some swampy areas that could provide places for future videos. They are surrounded by poison ivy, but there is a small stream for cleanup, so maybe I can avoid the poison ivy enough that a prompt rinse in the creek will stave off an infection.
I took a guest into the swamp with me with whom I’ve had lengthy discussions, first on Twitter, then on the phone, and finally in person. He was a gay man who enjoys full body latex, so we have little in common except a love for mud.
In our early negotiations, before I gave him my phone number, he said he could help me with videos. I explained that he would need to sign a waiver and let me make a copy of his photo-id for me to be able to sell any videos in which he appeared. He agreed to all that, or so I thought, so I gave him my phone number and we continued our negotiations.
His first visit was mostly an orientation, but we talked about how he would need to bring a mask before I could video him. On the second visit, I specifically asked him to bring a mask, so I could shoot video, and he made no objection, nor did he voice any misgivings about being recorded. That turned out to be a 100% waste of time. I could have just enjoyed the mud, myself and probably gotten some video I could have used. Instead, I manned the cameras in the hope of getting something a little different to add to my clips store.
Needless to say, that didn’t work out. My guy reneged on everything we had been discussing for nearly a year. What’s crazy to me, is that he doesn’t see how that feels like a total betrayal. This is just another example of why I am reticent to host anyone, regardless of what they offer.
