Damn Yellowjackets

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So as some of you know, I am a plumber-was digging near a foundation on an old house this morning. There was no sign of any before digging. Then I stuck the shovel in the middle of the nest and the sky turned black around me. Biggest nest I have ever seen -and I have seen quite a few. Think I got away pretty good with only about 6 good bites -one on the ear. Got to go back at some point to get my tools- owner is going to have to deal with the nest first. Those things are vicious!
 
Got hit ~34 times when I was about ten or so.
I'm a little b**** where they are concerned
Yes -I got hit about 50 times when I was about 5-only had on a pair of shorts. Hated them ever since -them and hornets!
 
I was at a pistol match in Whiteville many years ago and rested my elbow on the butt of my pistol....one had already taken up there and he wanted that particular square inch more than I did. Bad JuJu.
 
I was helping put siding up on our house when i was about 10-12. My mom had saved a bunch of old black planting buckets and I stuck my foot in one with some kind of hornets. Bam nailed my ankle about 12 times I still have a spot where they hit.
 
Lucky bastard. Every time, I mean
Every
Single
Time

I get in a nest I get stung 50-60 times. They cover me and tear my ass up
 
I got stung on the ear on Sunday when I opened my tool shed door. The little bastards hade built a nest in the edge of the door and nailed me. Damed ear swelled up and throbbed!
 
I had a nest set up behind a retaining wall and sprayed a whole can of wasp spray at them with no effect. I was going around the yard with ant killer in a sprayer and just hit the hole, in the side of the wall, with it and the next day there wasn't one to be found anywhere.

I've been using ant spray on every nest I've found since then and it works every time. It doesn't even rile them up because they think its just raining at the time.
 
Stung 5-60 times.

When I was 8 I stepped on a nest while gathering firewood at my grandparents house on top of east river mountain in WV. The house was uphill and too hard to traverse while being stung, so I ran downhill.

After an amberlamps ride I was given a massive shot of epinephrine - or something similar circa 1977 - and a nice long bath in ice water.

ER docs estimated 400-500 stings.

I really hate those little bastards.
 
Discovered a large nest this weekend in a tree stump while mowing/bush hogging undergrowth in the woods. Only got hit a few times as I ran off like a maniac.
Do they itch like mad for a week, or is it just me?
 
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Discovered a large nest this weekend in a tree stump while mowing/bush hogging undergrowth in the woods. Only got hit a few times as I ran off like a maniac.
Do they itch like mad for a week, or is it just me?
Make a poultice of baking soda and a little water -it helps!
 
Last time I was reintroduced to yellow jackets was when I was cleaning out underneath my upper deck. For some reason, my wife had lattice installed on all three sides, leaving two spots I have to essentially crawl through to get out. By “had lattice installed” is saying my dumb ass did it because she wanted it done and I didn’t think all the scenarios through when leaving the openings. Still her fault, though.

Anyway, I was under there and moved an old umbrella, getting ready to throw it out one of the 2 openings when, bam, felt a “bite”. I looked down at the site and there was a yellow jacket, flipping me the bird, as he sadistically jabbed his stinger into me again. I swatted his ass but forgot that he had friends. Suddenly, all these little kamikaze a-holes started lighting me up. The closest escape hatch was now blocked by their nest (inside the umbrella), so I had to dive out the other one without knocking myself out on the stairs that were overhead, make a hard left, open a 5’ gate and shuffle to the water hose. I looked like one of those toy drums from Karate Kid 3019 (the one with the swinging arms) as I tried to beat the attack off. Luckily, a neighbor saw what was happening and, after he stopped laughing, he turned the hose on and got the bastards to leave me alone. I stopped counting at around 30 stings but there were a ton more. I burned the umbrella and napalmed the ground underneath the deck, twice, before I would go back underneath.
 
Ive been swarmed too. When they lit me up I crashed through the woods like a damn bear and rolled around on the ground until i killed enough of them to get clear. I hate those useless mfers.

Btw venom+adrenaline is a wierd buzz.
 
I have avoided them my entire life, but my sons and a dearly departed dog got nailed when they kicked some rotting wood in my Dad's backyard and found a nest. Those bastards were hitting the glass windows still trying to get to them after we rushed them inside. My middle son had one biting and stinging him under his pants' waistband elastic and he's pretty much been scared to death of any insect that flies (even ladybugs!) since that time.

From what I gather, they emit pheremones that cause them to swarm a percieved enemy so that the whole nest attacks the same target at once. It isn't fun to watch esp when your dog is yelping and 2 little boys are screaming like they're being shot
 
Discovered a large nest this weekend in a tree stump while mowing/bush hogging undergrowth in the woods. Only got hit a few times as I ran off like a maniac.
Do they itch like mad for a week, or is it just me?


Be careful and mindful with that itching. Yellowjacket stings in particular have become significantly more prone to becoming infected over the past several years/decade.

Right @BurnedOutGeek ? LOL
 
Be careful and mindful with that itching. Yellowjacket stings in particular have become significantly more prone to becoming infected over the past several years/decade.

Right @BurnedOutGeek ? LOL

That was apparently from their bite. Got a nasty bacterial infection from it and my forearm was bigger than my thigh. Yeah... it sucked
 
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My condolences for the stings on your ears. I had an incident with about 70 stings from yellow jackets and 6 were on one ear in the cartilage. Days went by before it stopped throbbing.
 
If you really want some fun, go horseback riding in the woods when the yellow jackets are out. Talk about getting a little Western! Running and bucking wide open through the woods is a real test of your skills. Hahaha. Add two or three other riders and you have a race for the horse trailer.:eek:
 
A yellowjacket is the insect version of a chihuahua with a switchblade knife. Forget all that "go back in time and kill Hitler" stuff. If you had a time machine, you should go back to Noah's ark and swat the yellowjackets.
 
I was bumming around in the woods below our house growing up. I was probably 14 or 15. I randomly kicked over a rotten pine tree that was about 6ft tall. Little did I know it had 5.5ft of pissed off yellow jackets inside.

I sprinted the mile back home in record time, shedding clothing all the way.
 
We don't seem to have as many of them here at our house as I've experienced other places. In just over 4 years we've discovered one nest underground. My son found it with the lawnmower....

We have a surplus of brown paper wasps and dirt dobbers though.
 
I got into a nest while helping my dad clean up a dead tree at about 10 years old. Little bastards chased me up the drive way. Luckily I only got popped once or twice, then they got my dad when he was trying to figure out where I had went. Another time an exes sister drove their tractor thru a nest while we were putting up a deer stand. I got hit on the lip and swelled up big time.
 
My dad use to pour gasoline in the hole and light it up....not too smart.:rolleyes: It was fun watching him sprint across the yard though!
 
Many years ago my Dad use to cut and haul pulp wood. One day as the driver was backing in the truck to pick up a load he backed over a rotten stump and the yellowjackets swarmed. People took off in all directions and as I turned to run my dad put his hand on my shoulder and said "if you don't run they won't bother you". Trusting my hero I just stood there, I saw the jackets land on his arm and face and just walk around then fly off. Out of the entire group (driver, 2 loaders, 2 sawyers Daddy and me) we were the only ones with no stings.
 
Many years ago my Dad use to cut and haul pulp wood. One day as the driver was backing in the truck to pick up a load he backed over a rotten stump and the yellowjackets swarmed. People took off in all directions and as I turned to run my dad put his hand on my shoulder and said "if you don't run they won't bother you". Trusting my hero I just stood there, I saw the jackets land on his arm and face and just walk around then fly off. Out of the entire group (driver, 2 loaders, 2 sawyers Daddy and me) we were the only ones with no stings.
Did your old man's balls have their own gravitational field?

Sorry, I don't have the testicular fortitude to hang with you.

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My dad use to pour gasoline in the hole and light it up....not too smart.:rolleyes: It was fun watching him sprint across the yard though!
I pour gasoline in the hole AT NIGHT, and I don't light it. If I think the hole will be hard to find in the dark, I lay sticks or tool handles pointing at the hole, and can triangulate their front door.

The fumes either kill them, or simply suffocate them by replacing all the oxygen. Either way, not a single yellow jacket appears the next morning.
 
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