Kind of spur of the moment, I decided to take a hike into the great swamp today. I put on the hip waders and off I went. I should have worn chest waders, the water levels were very high. I went into the savanahs by way of the old cranberry bog down rockwood road, from 206. In hind sight I should have picked a day when the water levels were a bit lower. It was real tough going but I had a good time none the less.
I saw a lot of beaver activity, including a beaver lodge. A huge buck (near a cedar treeline by edge of savanha) and a few small fish. As anyone who has been in a pine barrens' swamp can testify, a few inches depth of water can be hiding 3 or more feet of much below it. I had to remain keenly aware of this and it was slow going. However, on returning to my truck I took a mis-step and ended up up to chest in muck. So much for the hip waders as I was submerged way above them. Further more, the suction was so much I could not free myself. neighboring plants provided no salvation. I literally could not go anywhere, and any attempt to shift weight between my feet sent me down deeper (amazon quick sand). I was begining to feel sorry for the poor guy that was going to find my body, half sticking out of the muck and partially devoured by turkey vultures, when I was able to find a cedar log within the muck that I was able to leverage myself out on.
Fortunitly that occured in the last 1/4 mile of my return so, while cold, I made it out alive. Aside from that it was a great day. I going to try to upload some pictures, hope I do it correctly.
Jeff
I saw a lot of beaver activity, including a beaver lodge. A huge buck (near a cedar treeline by edge of savanha) and a few small fish. As anyone who has been in a pine barrens' swamp can testify, a few inches depth of water can be hiding 3 or more feet of much below it. I had to remain keenly aware of this and it was slow going. However, on returning to my truck I took a mis-step and ended up up to chest in muck. So much for the hip waders as I was submerged way above them. Further more, the suction was so much I could not free myself. neighboring plants provided no salvation. I literally could not go anywhere, and any attempt to shift weight between my feet sent me down deeper (amazon quick sand). I was begining to feel sorry for the poor guy that was going to find my body, half sticking out of the muck and partially devoured by turkey vultures, when I was able to find a cedar log within the muck that I was able to leverage myself out on.
Fortunitly that occured in the last 1/4 mile of my return so, while cold, I made it out alive. Aside from that it was a great day. I going to try to upload some pictures, hope I do it correctly.
Jeff