I was picking up trash along the Sterling Highway. I'd worn my breakup boots knowing trash blew into the wetlands at the bottom of the hill going out of Soldotna. Having fallen in last year, I was stepping carefully as I reached out to get that piece of yellow plastic. Got it. Into my sack it went. I started to turn around. I was stuck. The mud had caused suction around my boots. I waved my arms for help. Folks in trucks whizzing by cheerily waved back at me. I called for help, but my fellow bag ladies were too far away to hear me.
I heard a clunk of metal from the boat yard next to me. Then saw a man in blue and called for help in his direction. He came running over to the fence.
"What's wrong?" he called.
"I'm stuck," I replied.
"I'll be right there."
And he came, with two fellow rescuers. They came prepared bringing a palette, a square piece of board to stand on and a rope. With a knight in shining armor to hang on to, I was able to break the suction.
River & Sea Marine Supply had come to the rescue.
Kari Mohn, Kenai
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