Riding along, minding my own business, when WHAM

:D

So I got out for a two-hour dirt bike ride today, lovely weather but I had work to do, as did my lovely. Anyhow, out we went finally.

Rode up an old dirt road to a river crossing, which was too swift and deep, so we drank water and enjoyed the river and headed back.

Zipping along at a comfy 30-35 mph, when something hit my neck. Ow, I thought, and little more.

Until I felt what I was certain was a bead of sweat dripping down my sternum...

Then, it dripped UP. :wow:

To understand, here's the chest protector I wear:


In addition to making me look like a Power Ranger, it keeps my chest from getting too banged up should I, say, run into something. :D

Back to the story: I pulled over, immediately, put the bike in neutral and started to strip on the side of the road. My girlfriend pulls up, bewildered as I finally get the chest protector off and the biggest goddamn bee you ever saw dropped out, sputtered briefly, and flew away. :wow:

I still can't figure out why I wasn't stung. I can only imagine my reaction, would've probably dumped the bike and caused untold injury.

Moral: keep that jacket zipped up all the way. :hi:

a lottery ticket!!!

It was the NSA listening device assigned to you.

You are so damn lucky! Whew!

Good thing you pulled over and took care of it before that bee stung you!

:scared: