Well Saturday I needed to run to the mall and i was to lazy to gear up. Threw on my Shift leather jacket, gloves, helmet but decided to just go as I was from the waist down......SHORTS. All goes well and I get what I need at the mall. On the way home I'm coming up the the intersection at Fraser Hwy and 176th when I feel the bottom of my thigh burning. WHAT THE HELL is my bike on fire. Reach down and touch my leg and it starts burning again! OH shit now I realize whats going on.....I've got wasps up the open shorts pant leg!!!!!!!!!!!!
Picture this. your driving in your car and you see a guy on his bike in front of you suddenly stand up and start smacking himself in the ass and leg like "Who's your Daddy"
Light turns red at 176 and I finally manage to smack the little bastards enough that they fall out. Stung 3 times on the underside of my thigh and once on the inside mere inches from my junk