Every year either me or one of the other motobasturds gets stung by a bee, wasp, hornet or other nasty stinging insect. Seems to be one of the hazards of sharing the fresh air with the other critters out there. We were in California 5 years ago riding north of Napa Valley near Hopland on 175 when Superbike Dave hits the brakes, pulls to the side of the road and starts jumping around like his boot is on fire. He plants his butt on the shoulder and proceeds to yank his boot off. I’m thinking he pressed his boot against the header pipe and it got a little hot. Nope, one of those pesky stingers flew into his boot and OUCH! Got stung. Ya know it’s not the sting that gets ya, its just the shock of it and trying to get pulled over without riding into some road furniture. Just part of the game of riding I guess.
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