Yeah, this stuff is no joke. I took a header last week and landed in a foot of the slimiest mud you'll ever see - unfortunately. I hit an oyster rock on the way down, and sliced my leg all up. Scared the living hell out of me - my first thought was those freaking bacteria. The water's at least 85 degrees over there, and the mud's pure clay - like walking on grease. Not supposed to fish until it heals completely, but it looks like I dodged a lot of bullets. (knock on wood) Think I'll stick to the canoe over there from now on. The worst part of it was, I'd just caught a red and two stripers, and I had to leave while the fish were still popping.