A real swamp

Every day a different person is responsable for the navigation. Yesterday Dirk made us reach the village of Sounga before dark. Today Lex takes the lead. At some point we fall into a kind of trap of swamps. The one possibility to get out is a crossing of about 100 metres of swamp. The first 80 metre we have to hop over clumps of grass. It appears to be a kind of grass with sharp leaves. The last 20 metres are the worst, one can hardly get through.