Upon arriving at the state park, the park ranger told me that the mosquitoes were out in full force and were extremely aggressive, and she recommended a campground relatively far from the water. Joy.
There weren't nearly as many mosquitoes as at Crater Lake, but they were indeed aggressive. So, I smothered myself in bug spray, and did what any sane person in a Midwest, mosquito-infested campground would do: weapons kata.
After finishing, and failing to impale a single bug on the end of my sai, I went for a walk, and discovered the source of my troubles -- lots and lots of standing water.
During my walk, I attempted to hike down to a little peninsula on the lake. Unfortunately, I was swarmed by a horde of flies, and I had to run, screaming and flailing, back to the relative safety of higher ground. One day, if the insects of the world all decide to band together and wage war on the humans, we're screwed.
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