Okay, so there's this city park that goes way back and it has two lakes at the back end, and no one ever goes there. At least, I don't ever see anyone else back there.
So, I usually walk around the park and find a muddy creek bank or swampy area in the woods to roll around in the mud a bit and then go to the lake to wash up before walking back to the car.
Alright, well today I went on my usual walk and was passing by the first lake, and noticed that all the water in the lake was gone. What remained was acres and acres of the smoothest, most slippery, shiny wet mud about a foot deep. I was so excited, for reasons that only y'all understand. I walked up to it in disbelief, it seemed to freaking amazing. I literally couldn't believe my eyes.
I took off my shoes and shirt and stepped down into it wearing only my jeans. It was the creamiest, squishiest mud I've ever felt. Every time I stepped down into it the mud actually squirted between my toes, making gurgling and belching noises. I walked around in it for a few minutes before I decided on a nice warm spot to drop down to my knees. After that, it was about a minute before I was rolling over and over in it.
It was easily the most sensual mud experience of my life. I felt weightless laying in the super soft mud, and the cling factor was a ten. I was completely brown and completely shiny, and my jeans were sliding around on my body as I walked because they were saturated completely through with this glorious stuff.
I've seen some pretty cool muddy spots in the photoshoots from you folks, and I used to say, "why can't I find a spot like that?!" Well, today I freaking did!
I felt so free and uninhibited when I saw that lake of mud and said, "I'm going in there. No ifs, ands, or buts."
Okay, so I played and rolled and slid around in that mud paradise for over an hour. Then I decided I better go to the other lake to clean up, as it was starting to get late. I make it to the other lake and it is exactly the same as the first. I thought, "what am I going to do now?", and then immediately after knew what I was going to do was spend another hour rolling in this lakebed of even deeper mud of the same super creamy quality as the first.
It was a mud experience to remember, and I didn't miss it. I just fucking did it, and it was awesome! I was even able to find an alternate pond to clean up in, so everything worked out perfectly. It may be the best time I ever had by myself.

Okay, thanks to anyone who reads this, cause I just had to tell someone.

I'm so glad you got to experience this.
What a way to be alive

Sounds like a great time, but you should probably not do this bare-foot......, you don't know what you might step on...... Think those are a pair of my Chippewa's, though a little hard to tell.....l.o.l.

I know that barefoot is kind of dangerous in deep mud, and I've paid the price a time or two (once with a broken mason jar), but it feels soooo good. Usually, I do wear shoes, though.

Well, I did set up my phone to get some video, even though I knew most of it would be out of range, so I did get some iffy video before I ran out of memory. Here are a few vid caps, though. I'm not that muddy yet, but sometimes you win, and sometimes.... well.

That is awesome!

That's what I usually do at my river: try (often fail) to find mud, and if I do, try to wash it off before walking back to the car!

So glad you found some great mud!

I've never in my life found this much mud before