I found some jeans that I can barely wriggle my ass into. I have to do an awkward little dance to get them over my hips. This morning, I put together the rest of the look. I cut off my long sleeved camo shirt, used a rope for a belt, and slipped into my diving boots. I headed out to the creek, not sure if I’d even find any mud.
When I arrived at the creek the tide was pretty low, and it looked like it was still going out. I wanted to get my jeans wet, and I also wanted some video of me, slogging through the swamp, so I had to move fast. Since I was shooting on the move, I used the GoPro for all of the shots until I arrived at the spot where I would commit myself to the deep mud.
I waded through water, I slogged through mud, and I even climbed through a fallen tree. I was shooting for a wide selection of action shots that I could use to show off those jeans. The only thing better than tight jeans is tight wet jeans. I knew the tide wasn’t going to stay out forever, so I wrapped up the “action” shots and hauled my equipment to the edge of one of my favorite deep mud holes.
When I got the cameras and the audio recorder rolling, I dove, head first, into the mud. The mud was thick, because I hadn’t played there in a while, but it wasn’t too thick for a good dive. Once I was completely covered in mud, it was time for some serious deep sinking. I did a few immersions and some somersaults. It was difficult to hide my enthusiasm, if you know what I mean.
I played as long as I could, but the low tide didn’t last long. All good things must come to an end, or so they say. I went and rinsed off enough that I could load my camera gear, then I went out to the creek for a final cleaning. The last photo (on the right) is from the final cleanup. I was so comfortable in those jeans, I wanted to keep them on the rest of the day.
I’ve got some ideas for the clips I shot today. It may take me a while to decide exactly how I want to edit the video, so don’t hold your breath.