When I was eight, I was playing in the woods behind the house & I saw these bees flying into the ground. I snuck over to get a better look. I saw the hole they was going in & decided I would plug it up. About five seconds later I learned that they had another hole on the other side of the tree for their exit. I was running & swatting as hard as I could go. I jumped into the pond trying to get away. I scooped mud onto my head and face to stop ‘em from stinging me. I sat in the pond caked up with mud for a long time before they stopped flying at me. By the time I made it to the back porch I was swelling. My eyes were almost swelled shut except for little slits open enough to see. My Dad’s face was pure fright. I never will forget the way he looked. He thought someone had hurt me. I told him bees attacked me and chased me into the pond. While he was rinsing me off with a water hose one of the yellow jackets 🐝 fell out of my hair dead on the ground. I started getting real sick. Dad rushed me to the hospital. I had been stung 83 times. I had to stay at the hospital overnight. I was okay in a couple of days and Dad said “ I need to know where they are”😳 He aimed to wipe them out, and I wanted to help, so he got his old metal gas can that he got while he was in the Army and we went to the spot. We sat & watched with binoculars till he spotted the hole they was using, & the hole I had stuck my stick in was open again. I don’t know how the stick got knocked over, but it wasn’t in the hole the way I left it. Dad told me to take flanking position & he had sharpened a stick for me. He said I want you to take the stick & stab it into the back hole, & I’m going to pour the gas into the main hole at the same time, so we did. He trailed a little gas stream off from the hole and gas can & flipped out his Zippo lighter and tossed it at the gas. We ran behind the tree and it made a whoosh sound and fire 🔥 blew out the hole with the stick I had stuck in the hole 😱 We got ‘em all.😂 Dad didn’t like doing that, but he said this hillside ain’t big enough for us & the yellow jackets. I learned a valuable lesson, don’t go messing around with stuff that you don’t know about and even if you do, leave it alone😂
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Who DOESN'T need one of those lil' tractors? !! I'd find a reason to use it if I ran out of stuff to do. haha
@@j.c.curnes Afternoon sir. Hope you are well
@@j.c.curnes it has been a wonderful peace of equipment. Zero regret on that purchase
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Good morning!
Nice little Tractor 👍
Thank you. It's very handy
Yogi got himself a picanic basket
@@Brocephus1776 He made quite well. Got a full stomach for sure
When I was eight, I was playing in the woods behind the house
& I saw these bees flying into the ground. I snuck over to get a better look. I saw the hole they was going in & decided I would plug it up. About five seconds later I learned that they had another hole on the other side of the tree for their exit. I was running & swatting as hard as I could go. I jumped into the pond trying to get away. I scooped mud onto my head and face to stop ‘em from stinging me. I sat in the pond caked up with mud for a long time before they stopped flying at me. By the time I made it to the back porch I was swelling. My eyes were almost swelled shut except for little slits open enough to see. My Dad’s face was pure fright. I never will forget the way he looked. He thought someone had hurt me. I told him bees attacked me and chased me into the pond. While he was rinsing me off with a water hose one of the yellow jackets 🐝 fell out of my hair dead on the ground. I started getting real sick. Dad rushed me to the hospital. I had been stung 83 times. I had to stay at the hospital overnight. I was okay in a couple of days and Dad said “ I need to know where they are”😳 He aimed to wipe them out, and I wanted to help, so he got his old metal gas can that he got while he was in the Army and we went to the spot. We sat & watched with binoculars till he spotted the hole they was using, & the hole I had stuck my stick in was open again. I don’t know how the stick got knocked over, but it wasn’t in the hole the way I left it. Dad told me to take flanking position & he had sharpened a stick for me. He said I want you to take the stick & stab it into the back hole, & I’m going to pour the gas into the main hole at the same time, so we did. He trailed a little gas stream off from the hole and gas can & flipped out his Zippo lighter and tossed it at the gas. We ran behind the tree and it made a whoosh sound and fire 🔥 blew out the hole with the stick I had stuck in the hole 😱 We got ‘em all.😂 Dad didn’t like doing that, but he said this hillside ain’t big enough for us & the yellow jackets. I learned a valuable lesson, don’t go messing around with stuff that you don’t know about and even if you do, leave it alone😂
@@billiep4338 I hate that you got tore up like that. But you got payback in the end lol. Thank you for sharing the story.
I always pay for the extra bear tag 👍
Yeah it might be a thing fir the land owner