: At one point last August, I hopped into my Outer Island, felt a
: warm little feeling in my thigh, and hopped right back out. A
: big red hornet was in there, taking up kayaking I suppose, and
: wasn't inclined to share. I gave a demonstration on how to beat
: a critter senseless with a Greenland paddle, then drown same in
: 16 fathoms of water.

: Y'all remember to shake your yaks out before putting them on, hear?

Closest I got to that experience was hearing fish tails wack the bottom of my boat when I was gliding over some shallows. Guess it was the spawning ground. It made quite a noise and scared me silly the first time. I did get stung 3 times by one hornet once though, couldn't get away from it, but that one blew in the car window and blew out again seconds later: those things are fast! The first sting went completely numb and stayed that way for days: thought it had killed the nerve. Kind of a prehistoric local anaesthetic!