My poor bike

So I was biking outside tonight, and the Cedar River has finally receded enough for me to get on the bike trails heading toward Cedar Falls. I thought, awesome, now I can ride without worrying about getting killed. So I ride all the way up toward George Wyth State Park, and bam all of the sudden I'm rolling through the thickest, nastiest mud on the planet. Within 20-30 ft. my bike was absolutely covered and mud was jammed into the brakes and all the drive components. So I have to stop, walk back through said mud, and try to clean everything out. The I try to ride, and I was pretty much going balls out to go 14 MPH because of all the drag from the mud. For 10 miles. What an awesome ride...