That reminds me of Pierce “Quiff” Brosnan, pouting, calmly dispatching 50 bad guys with a bazooka, drinking a Martini, snogging 3 birds, while surfing a tsunami, in a tuxedo.
I can say from experience, of the 100 things that popped into my brain, opening the visor was not one of them. I didn’t want to disturb the little f**ker one bit. I was only doing about 30kms. Going uphill. With a wasp in my helmet. All the time remembering how bloody painful wasp stings are to the face and my last “off” on the bike.
"This is not a car."
A girlfriend once asked " Why is it you seem to prefer to race, than spend time with me ?"
The answer was simple ! "I'll prolly get bored with racing too, once i've nailed it !"
Bowls can wait !
Riding up the wainui hill, wasp flies in my open visor. Does an appreciable impression of a sewing machine across my face. Managed to get to the top and pull over before having a little freak out.
"It is by will alone I set my mind in motion"
Was happily hooning down the road the other day when some big ass bug smashed right into my eye and it might have stung my bottom eyelid - hurt like hell and I very hastily (and haphazardly) jammed on my brakes and frantically went about trying get bits of bug out of my eye. Rode to my destination with one eye (not good for the depth perception) and by the time I got there my bung eye had puffed up quite impressively. Don't know what it was, but the goop it left on my face smelt like lemons.
Argh, I know how you feel. Last Sunday, just coming from HD I was coming down the Waikato Expressway at about 100k, suddenly there is a wasp or bee inside my visor. Was trying hard not to panic. Problem there is that it is not exactly a safe road to stop (might even be illegal, but what do I know, we don't have big roads in Taupo) So I had to wait for the next exit while trying hard not to go cross-eyed too much as (thankfully) the stupid critter clings to the inside of my visor directly in front of my eyes and stays there. A bit distracting but we made it to a stop safely. Well safe for me, the critter might not have been that lucky.
Opening the visor is all I've needed to do to get rid of all the various insects that can find their way inside a helmet.
Same thing happened to me on the way back from Taranaki, freaked me out initially but the visor thing worked for me too, once I managed to get them both open. Just glad I was on a straight stretch of road at the time. Was too big to be a stingy insect though - maybe a blowfly?
I have had wasps/bees in my helmet more times that I can remember. Normally flipping the visor up will suck them out.
I got stung on SH16 on my arm, and it was 5 minutes before I could safely pull over to remove the sting. By this time, my arm was going numb, with sharp stabbing pains as well! Took 2 weeks for the bruise that covered my forearm to go. I still have the scar from where the stinger was embedded in my arm. I don't know how a bee got up my sleeve through the tiny gap.
Staying calm while crapping yourself? Its called shock!
Our mailbox is a very nice wooden affair made from leftover bits of the house so its all matchy matchy. Every spring the local birds all think - "sweet - nesting box!" and all the mail gets covered in bits of potential nest... Its a real PIA and leaves a bit of detrius laying about... Later - the local Weta population all seem to think - "Sweet - LOVE SHACK" and move in...
If one is in the habit of heading off to the gym and collecting the mail on the way out the drive - one can get quite a nasty surprise when the stack of flyers from The Warehouse and Mitre 10 plus bills etc also contain copulating Wetas... (at least thats what I think they are doing). Especially when you are wearing a singlet and shorts and it drops in your lap and you have a seat belt on....
Fucking things seem to have a sense of humour at any rate
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