I arrived about 30 minutes before the time of low tide, according to my special chart. It was immediately obvious that the tide was very low. I wasn’t sure how much time I had. I feared that I was a little late (the tide chart is only a guide, since the low tide takes hours to propagate up the estuary). I decided to head for the closest mud hole on the main creek. In the image on the left, you can see that there is barely any water left in the muddy channel up which I navigated my boat.
I wanted to do some kind of bondage in the mud. I was pretty sure this would be the last trip for those blue latex briefs, and I wanted to enjoy the feel of them in the mud. To be honest, I wasn’t too concerned about shooting video, today. It was a great day to enjoy the mud and I wanted to get tied up so I could really struggle.
I set up the JVC and the GoPro for the first scene. I located a short piece of 4×4 lumber that I tied between my ankles and thighs. The idea was simple enough, but it didn’t quite work as expected. I ended up all covered in mud (see image on the right) by the time I gave up my struggle and freed myself. I was off to a messy start. There was no sign of a rising tide.
No rising tide meant I had to get tied up, again, and try something different. This time, I dove head first into some really deep mud, with my breathing tube, so I could dive down into the bottomless muck and have lots of time to go as deep as possible. I wasn’t sure how easy it would be to get back out, but I figured I had time to get turned around, even if it took some jiggering.
After I came up from my dive, I didn’t untie myself, but instead, I worked that piece of lumber deep into the mud (with me still attached). I tried to go deep enough that I could not reach the surface for air (I still had my breathing tube), but, no matter how deep I pushed that board, it didn’t have enough suction to stop me from poking my nose out.
After extracting myself and releasing myself from the scrap of lumber, there was still no sign of the tide coming in. So, I tied my ankles to my genitals and tied my wrists tightly so that I couldn’t wriggle out of the ropes. I slipped my wrists behind my back and slid into the deep mud hole. That was an awesome feeling, and I sank steadily into the sucking muck, but I started floating before I went completely under. I had to roll my body backwards to go under, and I was still able to resurface without much trouble. In order to get free, I had to dive down and slip my wrists over my hips and feet so they would be in front of me, again. I dragged myself out, untied myself, and began packing up. The tide was still very low, but it was time for me to get back to the office.
I had a great time in the mud. I recorded most of my adventure, but not all of it. I’ll be releasing the 5/25 video really soon. I have finished editing it and compressing it. I just need to add it to my clip store. I’m not sure what will come from today’s trip, video wise.