John Marsh is tempting fate in bottomless swamp muck. He arrives by kayak, bare footed in blue boyshorts. In not time at all, he is up to his waist in the muck. He climbs out and ventures into an intimidating pool of mud that sucks him all the way under the surface. He climbs out of that, shows off his muddy body and muddy feet, then jumps into another spot, sinking up to his armpits immediately. He does a couple head first inversions with his legs in the air, then he goes completely under, again. This time the mud closes slowly over his face as he disappears into the depths. Of course, he ...

John Marsh is tempting fate in bottomless swamp muck. He arrives by kayak, bare footed in blue boyshorts. In not time at all, he is up to his waist in the muck. He climbs out and ventures into an intimidating pool of mud that sucks him all the way under the surface. He climbs out of that, shows off his muddy body and muddy feet, then jumps into another spot, sinking up to his armpits immediately. He does a couple head first inversions with his legs in the air, then he goes completely under, again. This time the mud closes slowly over his face as he disappears into the depths. Of course, he comes back up, climbs out and shows off his muddy crotch one last time.