It was probably in there for an hour and for some reason never stung me. I just remember at the end of the ride I heard what I thought was a spring being flicked and it was in-line with every pedal stroke. Stopped at some point.
Got home and looked behind me because now I heard a whizzing sound. Everyone was like "wut Ventruck?" "you guys hear anything?" "no Ventruck you crazy."
A wasp bounced off the guy in front of me and stuck stinger down in my thigh. Sux! You were very lucky!
So no matter who you are, what you look like, or how far you think you are from your goal — kit up and get started. Your friends are out there, waiting for you.
Whoa, seriously just a few moments ago:
So when I shook the bee off in the garage, I thought it headed out for sure. A few hours later...
I turn off the water and open the shower curtain, and dear Lord there it was on the bathroom carpet. Had to be the same bee because there aren't any in the neighborhood like...ever. And I'm serious. Never saw a bee in the area for years straight.
Covering my junk, I luckily was in reach of a 2-piece soap holder. I took off the larger lid, and had it trapped. I assume it was a bit phased by all the mist/steam to react.
Hate to say it but I couldn't take anymore chances. While it was trapped I got dressed and got the electric fly swatter (from the mid-90's).Placed it on the slightly-lower bathroom floor, slid that "trap" of a lid over the swatter, and...yeah.
Felt a bit *****ed up because it was a conscious measure taken in electrical torture, but I knew that thing would be a real PITA if it pulled a quick one back into the house upon release.
Still remember when a friend took a bee in the eye on a brisk downhill in a race--one minute I'm chatting with him, I turn my attention away for a split second, and he's gone--like he was vaporized or something.
Post-race reconstruction: Bee hit>tears>blindness>into the bushes.
"Il n'y a guère d'homme assez habile pour connaître tout le mal qu'il fait. " [Hardly any man is clever enough to know all the evil he does.]
La Rochefoucauld
I had a bee get into my shirt (a light, button down shirt) yesterday too. Stung me right in the belly (um... I mean 6-pack). Serves me right, I'd stepped on one about 1/2 hour earlier.
I got a bumblebee down my jersey on a descent in the middle of a groupride in Northern Ky one hot August day about fifteen years ago. Little f'er went straight down my sports bra and stung me about 3 or 4x right in the moneymakers. I dont know who was more amused, entertained and astonished when I bolted CX style into the ditch did a full running dismount on road shoes, and ripped off my jersey and started cussing and jumping around - the six or so dudes I was riding with, or the handful of redneck pickup truck drivers who witnessed the event. One of the juniors who was on that ride is now an upstanding citizen of Newport, and owns a bike shop. To this day, he STILL has not let me live down "that time I flashed my boobs at the entire Rabbit Hash ride crew"
He's coming to visit us on Friday to hang out & view the USPCC finish on Flagstaff. I fully expect he'll regale BoyToy with that tale
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Grandpa LFR: "Kid, don't wrestle with pigs; you'll just get covered in crap, and the pig enjoys it."
Cripes, it's happened to me twice *this year*. On hot days I like to unzip my jersey to a level bordering on lurid. Twice, a stinging insect has been caught in my jersey created air scoop. Both times I was traveling in excess of 25mph. Both times I did the bee freakout. Neither time did I crash. Both times I was stung.
I figured this was more common that it seems to be given the responses thus far.
I was coaching the local MTB team and it was the first day of practice and we ride the same trail for the first practice annually. Anyway I was telling the kids to stay on the trail because when you venture off there maybe some ground nests that appear. Well this one kid wanted to pass people and was very impatient, took the woods line and up and over a root, front tire does a 90 degree turn and over the bars he goes. Right into a ground nest, stung maybe 10x, people behind got a few asking dumb questions. It was the funniest thing eva, because it wasn't me of course. EPI pens are a coaches friend when stuff like this happens.
I hit a bee one time while driving my pickup. The side view mirror hit the bee. The stinger landed in my neck. That was a wake up call I will never forget.
One day, I opened our well house to find a black wasp flying at my face. It landed on my nose and started doing its wasp thang. I started dancing backwards and flailing at it. Got it away from me. All this was witnessed by my wife who thought it was hilarious. Real funny. Ha ha....
On a ride there was this girl who got stung on one of her boobs. Apparently she had unzipped her jersey on the downhill to let in some air. And because her cleavage was sizable, the bee must have liked it. Stung her. We all stopped to examine her breasts, thiihihihi
I got the old boob sting once myself. Very painful.
Why do bee stings always occur on the most dangerous/fastest portion of ones ride? There are only maybe 2-3 places where you gain real speed on a downhill here and they are the only places I've had trouble with bees.
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