Candy - going down for the third time

This is not to be confused with going down on Candy for the third time – that’s a different thread.
Candy had expressed a desire to sink completely in mud, despite me telling her how difficult this is. So after the last Bristol Splunch Candy, Sammi and I went to Dunnington (not the Yorkshire one) to explore a mud pit and see if we could turn her dream into a reality.
Despite her best efforts, she could not sink beyond her armpits (Archimedes’ principle, don’t you know – nothing to do with her ‘flotation aids’) so Sammi was called upon in a supporting role to do the opposite of supporting and in fact to help plunge her beneath the surface. She went under twice, but decided they weren’t deep enough, so with Sammi exerting all her might and propelling Candy down almost to the full extent of Sammi’s arms she sank for a third time, hoping to stay under for a while – but no, she popped back up again; something to do with having lungs full of air.
Both girls loved the mud there, despite being almost completely exhausted, and want me to locate suitable local accommodation so that we can spend a weekend there and really enjoy ourselves (next year, when the weather gets warmer), and if I can get them to remember the whereabouts of the camera, and not to keep masking each other I might just be tempted.

Candy had expressed a desire to sink completely in mud, despite me telling her how difficult this is. So after the last Bristol Splunch Candy, Sammi and I went to Dunnington (not the Yorkshire one) to explore a mud pit and see if we could turn her dream into a reality.
Despite her best efforts, she could not sink beyond her armpits (Archimedes’ principle, don’t you know – nothing to do with her ‘flotation aids’) so Sammi was called upon in a supporting role to do the opposite of supporting and in fact to help plunge her beneath the surface. She went under twice, but decided they weren’t deep enough, so with Sammi exerting all her might and propelling Candy down almost to the full extent of Sammi’s arms she sank for a third time, hoping to stay under for a while – but no, she popped back up again; something to do with having lungs full of air.
Both girls loved the mud there, despite being almost completely exhausted, and want me to locate suitable local accommodation so that we can spend a weekend there and really enjoy ourselves (next year, when the weather gets warmer), and if I can get them to remember the whereabouts of the camera, and not to keep masking each other I might just be tempted.