I’ve been working from sun up past sun down, lately. I’m building a new kayak trailer, and it’s taking most of my free time. Today, I made a dash for the swamp. I had some bamboo set aside that I was planning to rig into a low suspension bar over one of my favorite mud-bondage spots. When I arrived at the water, the tide was still going out. I wasn’t sure how low it would get, but I figured I could set up my bondage rig, even if I couldn’t play on it.
As it turned out, I did get some time to play on it and try some of my bondage ideas. I really wanted to do a partial suspension that involved my wrists, but I figured my chances of getting free before I drown were not too good. I packed my lead weight, so I could get dragged under, but I didn’t have room in the boat for my breathing tube, so I left that in the car. It would have been nice to have it, but there is something to be said for a real struggle to keep breathing; especially a losing one.
Towards the end of my play time, I heard a fishing boat come up the creek and stop at the spot where I clean up. I figured he’d be there longer than I could stay, but then the weather started to look stormy and it began to rain, off and on. That was enough for the fishermen to pack up and leave.
While I was getting cleaned up, it wasn’t really raining, but before I got off the creek, it was coming down pretty hard. I could have done a wet-look video!