Now I know why Jake always complains about his waders...
Just realized I never wrote a blog about Kenilworth!
When I got to Kenilworth, I found the smallest pair of waders that they had and they still ended up being too big. I sucked it up though so that I could do service for National Public Lands Day.
Once I got in the swamp, I realized how muddy and unstable the bottom of it was when I almost got stuck. Every time I walked I thought I was going to lose my balance and if you stayed in the same place for too long your boots would sink and you would get stuck. Every time I tried to walk, I had to lean forward to be able to trudge through all of the mud. Fortunately, I never fell into the gross smelling swamp, but we had a few close calls.
Our task was to clear out lotuses that the park rangers had chopped down the week leading up to the event. Each group had a boat that they took out with them to place all of the lotuses in.
A few minutes into removing the lotuses, I realized that both legs of my waders had holes in them and were quickly taking on water. For the rest of the day I was stuck with water filled waders and both of my socks ended up coming off. Yet I continued through it for the sake of National Public Lands Day.
After about 2-3 hours of lotus removal, we were treated with Panera sandwiches for lunch which was greatly appreciated.
I woke up sore Sunday morning from all of the different muscles that I was using throughout my time at Kenilworth.
Kenilworth was a super exciting, but exhausting day!
Today's motto: Just breathe.
And that's your Dailey dosage.