Bees! Run! Run for your life!
The worst thing that I ever experienced was those danged ole yellow jacket (hornets).
First experience I had was in cutting up an old fallen limb from a cottonwood tree at my parents cabin. Just cleaning up the lot of fallen timber and underbrush.
Started cutting on a hollowed out limb on the ground and kept feeling a sharp "smarting" pain in my arm and elbow. I wasn't looking, just thought I had hit some core wood and was kicking up sparks and hot chunks of wood. When it finally got to me too much, I glanced at my arm which was covered by 50 to 75 yellow jackets all pissed off at me for cutting into their hollow log home! I just dropped the chainsaw and ran to the river!
Years later, I was helping a neighbor remove some railroad ties that at their cabin that a previous owner had set for pilings or supports for a deck. The guy was digging them out by hand and I offered to yank 'em out with a chain and my dump-truck. The ties came out slick as a wet whistle and he thanked me for saving him all the digging and time and gave me an ice cold beer.
Don't you know, yellow jackets love beer just as much as I do!
One crawled into my beer while I was helping haul all the old ties to a burn pit in the back of the cabin.
Being the hot and thirsty worker that I was, I took a big ole gulp of that beer and got a really big surprise about half way down my gullet!
The last act of defiance by a little ole bug left me in pain for a week or two. Ever had your tonsils pulled?... Well, have 'em pulled everytime you swallow for a week or two!
I can't believe he went down!
You won't leave your pop or beer uncovered ever again! I guarantee it!
RADAR
