LMan1967
Gold Member
Who said I was scared?
Aggressive black bees?
- Thread starter Texan4Life
- Start date
- Views: 28455
JDgreen227
Super Member
Kyle....I would think you would have more common sense than to use a power washer on a nest like that...I was using a gas power washer to clean my sister-in-laws deck about 5 years ago, there were a lot of paper wasps in the area and I could use the jet spray of the PW to zap them BUT, repeat BUT there were only a few dozen and paper wasps are nowhere near as mean as hornets are...you are darn lucky they didn't attack you.
CompactTractorFan
Super Member
Yeah, now that I know all the facts about these critters, I look back and think about how lucky I was that I was not killed...:confused2:
JDgreen227
Super Member
I could tell you about all the dumb things I did when younger....such as drag racing a Datsun 240Z with my street bike at 1 am in the morning...and that is one of the lesser dumb stunts I thankfully got away with...:laughing:
CompactTractorFan
Super Member
:laughing:
riptides
Super Member
I just read this thread. Last night I was attacked, actually ASSAULTED by some black bees. I did not get a good look at them, as I was running, swatting, and eventually ROLLING on the ground trying to muster my best survival skills.
My wife was stranded with a daughter by a freshly cut field. Since I had to go get them, I was a little miffed. I took a mini-van. As we waited for the tow, I decided to get out of the mini-van. I told them it was to "let off steam". I walked about 50 feet behind the van. That is when I heard the attack from below. At first, I did not do anything. Thought it just was a big bug, buzzing me. Well, that was a stupid thought. Whatever it was smacked into the back of my head. I wheeled around, here it comes again. Smacked into my arm. I take my hat off, start waving it around trying to fend off this creature. Then, I hear more. The first one must be a decoy for the main force. As I have my arms flailing about, and my legs are starting to kick it, the tow truck is now right down the road. Since my brain is now engaged, I am under attack, I started my best defense and ran towards the van. It was only a few seconds when I passed my wife, who thought I was excited to see the tow truck, before some creature NAILED me in the back. Trouble is, the one that went for my arm was back, but not letting go. AND, his/her buddy on my back, he/she too was now engaged in pain distribution. I then managed to get the one off my arm, who then proceeded to fly directly into the windshield of the mini-van. I dropped and rolled to get the one OFF my back. As I was getting up, I was attempting to motion to the wife to drive up and get me. I wanted the distance between my first encounter to be a little greater. I started going towards the van, but the creatures were now engaged in dive-bombing the occupants.
To end the tale, only my daughter realized I was under attack before I hit the ground. My wife just thought I was happy to see the tow truck. The driver too, thought I was happy to see him. My daughter tried to open the door, after I hit the ground, but was shouted down by my wife, whose survival instincts only kicked in when I was rolling around, and the creatures attacked the mini-van.
It was a great laugh.
I had four welts, but no stingers. The daughter swears they were bumble bees. I think they were too, but honestly I am just glad I made it out of there.
My wife was stranded with a daughter by a freshly cut field. Since I had to go get them, I was a little miffed. I took a mini-van. As we waited for the tow, I decided to get out of the mini-van. I told them it was to "let off steam". I walked about 50 feet behind the van. That is when I heard the attack from below. At first, I did not do anything. Thought it just was a big bug, buzzing me. Well, that was a stupid thought. Whatever it was smacked into the back of my head. I wheeled around, here it comes again. Smacked into my arm. I take my hat off, start waving it around trying to fend off this creature. Then, I hear more. The first one must be a decoy for the main force. As I have my arms flailing about, and my legs are starting to kick it, the tow truck is now right down the road. Since my brain is now engaged, I am under attack, I started my best defense and ran towards the van. It was only a few seconds when I passed my wife, who thought I was excited to see the tow truck, before some creature NAILED me in the back. Trouble is, the one that went for my arm was back, but not letting go. AND, his/her buddy on my back, he/she too was now engaged in pain distribution. I then managed to get the one off my arm, who then proceeded to fly directly into the windshield of the mini-van. I dropped and rolled to get the one OFF my back. As I was getting up, I was attempting to motion to the wife to drive up and get me. I wanted the distance between my first encounter to be a little greater. I started going towards the van, but the creatures were now engaged in dive-bombing the occupants.
To end the tale, only my daughter realized I was under attack before I hit the ground. My wife just thought I was happy to see the tow truck. The driver too, thought I was happy to see him. My daughter tried to open the door, after I hit the ground, but was shouted down by my wife, whose survival instincts only kicked in when I was rolling around, and the creatures attacked the mini-van.
It was a great laugh.
I had four welts, but no stingers. The daughter swears they were bumble bees. I think they were too, but honestly I am just glad I made it out of there.
Sedwick1024
New member
After carefully taking out the nest's major structural canes, I then clamped a cane sticking through the nest, but when I pulled at it with my 25' extending pole (designed for putting up and taking down Christmas lights on gutters), the cane snapped away. So I tried hooking it out, but it eventually landed on the ground, and a late-night grab attempt somehow broke the bottom "cap" off:
I tried a few more grabs, but I could only move it a couple inches and there was still a lot in the way of a clear rolling path. Eventually there were 3 or 4 of them swarming the end of the pole. But something about a view like that and a can of wasp & hornet killer in the hand exacerbates the urge to "TAKE THE SHOT!"
So I did. The above photo was actually taken after the foam had dried. The Ortho lady said next year's berries wouldn't be poisoned, and I'm just glad this is finally over.
Revenge is mine.
I tried a few more grabs, but I could only move it a couple inches and there was still a lot in the way of a clear rolling path. Eventually there were 3 or 4 of them swarming the end of the pole. But something about a view like that and a can of wasp & hornet killer in the hand exacerbates the urge to "TAKE THE SHOT!"
So I did. The above photo was actually taken after the foam had dried. The Ortho lady said next year's berries wouldn't be poisoned, and I'm just glad this is finally over.
Revenge is mine.
EE_Bota
Veteran Member
Those there are some really healthy looking hornets. I think they are bigger than most I have knocked down.
LMan1967
Gold Member
Well, they were :cool2:
toppop52
Super Star Member
- Joined
- Oct 19, 2011
- Messages
- 10,619
- Location
- Eastern Shore of Maryland
- Tractor
- Massey Ferguson 1723, Cub Cadet 1864
As for wasps eating habits, most are omnivorous, not carnivorous, and will eat fruit. Yellow jackets swarm all over my cherries and apples as soon as they are on the ground. They will also catch flies, spiders and other wasps, as well as your cold cut sub if you're not careful. And according the info posted wasps do also have a barbed stinger, that one I can't testify on, but what they eat I can.