ARtraveler
R.I.P. Dwayne
I took a short 50 mile hop today, through the canyon, up to the super slab, back through the foothills and then home. In the canyon I was going about 50 and suddenly, out of nowhere, came a swarm of bees. I ducked my head and bravely plowed right through them, slaughtering many of their tribe. Thankful to ATGAT, none of their missle stingers found my flesh.
When I parked my Spyder in my garage, I promptly retrieved my spray can of Plexus and counted the splats as I erased the bee carcasses from my Spyder. I murdered 57 bees. ...and I am a better man for doing so.
How was your Ryde today?
Glad you came out of the bee swarm ok. That happened to me in 1976 or so. I learned a lesson about riding down the road with my jacket open. A bunch of bees when down my t-shirt and I had to pull over quickly and beat them to death. Yep! I got stung a few times. :roflblack: