I rode down to Cottonwood Cove / Searchlight to meet friends for breakfast this morning. On the way back I stopped at LV BMW. Not too exciting of a trip.
When I left the dealership, I hit the 215 off the Buffalo ramp at about 70 mph.
Just about the time I hit the freeway I noticed a dark swirl out of the corner of my eye and suddenly I was smashing through a huge swarm of bugs which sounded like pebbles hitting my helmet, bike, jacket and pants. At this point I didn't know they were bees.
Once I got home the entire front of my bike and me was covered with not just bee guts but also sticky gooey honey and my bike and clothes smelled like honey as well. Sure enough I tasted a few of the spots and it was sweet, gross but sweet...even talked the Mean & Evil Jeanne into a taste.
Thankfully I wear a full face helmet and ATGATT; I can imagine how all those bees would have felt to a person with an open face helmet and short sleeve shirt like we see so often; much less the thought of all those stingers.
I guess tomorrow is going to be bike wash day since it took about twenty minutes to clean the goo off just my windscreen and helmet.