Quicksand Fans

Awesome! Duude, you're givin' me the 'quicksand Jones' here.

Haha, epic tale of valor and victory, my good man! The thought of that swamp mire reaching over your shoulders and licking the collarbone makes me jonesing to check this place out as well. I can only imagine the feeling of emerging out of that mire as you slogged back to what I presume was the sandbar.

I may not have ever had to change behind a restaurant, but coincidentally there does happen to be a small restaurant on the corner of the street that leads to my local wetland. Every time I pass it on my way back from an outing, I always wonder if the patrons who often dine when the enclosed patio windows are open can get a wiff of the marsh methane I smell like, prior to showering at home.