Well it goes like this, I thought you dont need a boat to do this it is just a creek to cross. I parked about 1 mile away for the first 10th of a mile no problem some tall cattails, then they got thicker and thicker. I started to celebrate every fifth of a mile as one step closer. Then the mush got deeper, is ok only shin high trudge on! I then started celebrating ever 100th of a mile, bc it took 15 min to get that far. At .64 miles to the cache is when all hell broke loose shin deep turned to waist deep. I trudged on hoping it would get better. At .60 miles to the cache, Up to my armpits in swamp. Up to this point I thought death by misadventure would be an interesting way to go, now I was looking it in the face. I could not get out. I started to panic, sank more. Then I relaxed and treated it like I fell through Ice in the winter. Pulled down as many cattails as I could get my hands on and used them to make kind of a make shift snow/swamp shoe to pull myself onto. It was at this point that I turned back.
Please folks use a boat.