Deep Mud Adventures
Trout Season
I ran into 3 fishing boats on my way out, today. I asked one of the fishermen what they were trying to catch, and he responded, “trout”. Well, that explains it, doesn’t it? Everyone loves the speckled trout. But I digress. So I picked a spot where I could clean up without first paddling out … Continue reading
A Brief Return to the Swamp
It got pretty warm today. The low tide was around midday. The sky was mostly overcast, but there was only a light breeze, so I had to make a dash for it and hope for the best. The image on the left illustrates the wardrobe I chose for the occasion. When I arrived at the … Continue reading
Thick Mud in Speedos
The tide wasn’t as low as I would have hoped, today, but it was low enough to expose some really thick mud for about an hour. I exploited that window of opportunity and got very muddy! The first image (top left) is the setup for the movie I shot. Here you see an exhausted swimmer(?) … Continue reading
A Mixed Adventure
I almost didn’t venture into the swamp, today. I was running late, I had the wrong boat loaded, and the wind was gusting pretty hard. I packed a pair of gunmetal gray shorts, in case I did manage to go mudding. When I arrived at the water, the tide was all the way out, and … Continue reading
A Really Muddy Day
Today I set out early and packed leather shorts for a different look. The tide was not as low as it could have been, but it was low enough for what I had planned. Of course, nothing ever goes exactly to plan, but this trip was pretty close to clockwork. I killed some time, catching … Continue reading
Labor Day Weekend Swamp Adventure
As I write this entry, I’m still wearing the jeans I wore out to the swamp, and they are still wet. It was a nice day, today. The low tide was a little disappointing so I headed to the peat swamp in the woods. I was loaded for some serious mudding. I had my heavy … Continue reading
Mud Diving
I hadn’t planned on taking my kayak out on Sunday. I had paddled 10 miles on Saturday, down the White Oak River, and my back was still sore from lifting boats. However, I was invited to meet a friend who was fishing on the beach, and I knew parking would be bad out there, so … Continue reading