This summer has been great. I have found a little dam or two clogging up our creek but nothing that I couldn’t fix within a half an hour.
Until they started the SWAMP WARS!
After work last night our neighbor came over to tell us that our little creek had flooded to the point that his land was being flooded. Our backyards had become a mega smelly swamp! Dave and Jeff went out to the flood plain in their hats, heavy jeans, tall boots, work gloves and gardening tools of mass destruction and were ready for battle. Two hours later my husband limping home soaking wet and covered with muck. My husband who hates to get dirty, who showers at minimum of once a day smelled like an open sewer. He soiled and smelly buy happy that he and Jeff defeated the enemy!
After a long shower Dave told me told me that our little ankle deep creek swelled with water up to his thighs. The little pond that feeds the creek was a large deep lake. What was causing this calamity? A huge wall, not a little dam or a slight blockage, but a wall; a wall piled high with logs, leaves, twigs, rocks, held together by bottom muck and reinforced small trees. Yes, small trees, wedged in between the wall and the creek bed. At least 5 of them crisscrossing at different highs and woven into the wall making the barrier a like one of those iron bar puzzles.
That’s why it took two grown men 2 hours to unplug the creek. The good news is that they did remove the blockade from hell and left the swamp draining with the hopes of becoming a creek again by morning. The battle of the swamp wars was won but we didn’t have any of the regular spoils of battle. What we had was air pollution, stinky, foul, rancid swamp air slowing through our open windows seeping into every crack and crevasse of our house. Our house actually smells like swamp poo!