| It's not every day I get to tool around on my bike
on a beautiful morning. Today was the exception and I managed to get out
the door before daylight and head to a nice, quiet park some 30 minutes
away. The park is next to a large saltwater bay and is stunning in the
morning when the sun is first coming up. I found myself contently
pedaling away on my mountain bike with the intention of riding at least
10 miles and possibly more.
I'm not the best cyclist in the world so after just a few miles I was
already gassing a bit. Seems I may never get into shape but at least
today was nice and with no wind it was easy going. I decided to press
hard and make a workout of it.
Within minutes after speeding up I was in the middle of a swarm of
some type of flying bug. They were large, ugly, and scary while making
their buzzing sounds and trying to avoid me as I pedaled through.
Breathing heavily as I was I managed to suck one in on the way by. he
was not one to go down easily, so to speak, and the bug lodged at the
back of my throat, obviously hanging on for dear life. It was about this
time that his buddy came to help and hit me square in the back of the
neck. It didn't sting, it just held there with it's boney little feet
digging into my skin while I tried to cough up his friend. By now I had
stopped the bike and gotten off and was desperately trying to spit up
the intruder. Finally, after dry heaving a few times and continuously
swatting at the one on my neck, I managed to get them loose. My victory
was short lived as the one in my mouth decided my tongue would be a good
place to latch on and, to my dismay, clamped down firmly.
The outlook was becoming grim as I tried to dislodge the little
bugger but he was actually tearing my tongue. I finally decided to go
Fear Factor
on him and started chewing the critter like a chocolate
covered peanut... at which time he let go. I spit him out along with a
bit of blood all the while swatting at the other one hovering around my
face.
Jumping back on my bike I did my level best to out run the attackers
and eventually I felt safe enough to slow down and get a drink of water.
I have no idea what type of bugs these were or why they decided I could
be lunch. All I can say is, they did not taste like chicken. |