Funny you just posted this.
This past week I was restaining our dock, and just lightly stung on the shoulder. I haven't been stung in years so thought nothing of it.
10 minutes later I see another land on my hand and again barely sting me before I swatted it away. Damn you! I knew there was a problem.
I found there next neatly tucked up under the deck, well hidden and secured. Dozens and Dozens of them flying around.
They drew first blood, not me
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I ran in with a broom and shattered the nest, ran out. Checked later that nite and there was still a softball sized nest there.
I went in again.
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It was kind of funny, I shouted that and ran away like in that video Penitent Man posted. Left a half-dollar sized welt. Wife wanted ot know if we should call someone, "Nah this is personal".
I loaded up on leather armor for my chest and hat and went back in with a can of raid!
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Emptied the can. Went in the next morning with a 2nd can.
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Just as many on the ground.
Just checked and there is still more deeper within....
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I went back in with another can and emptied it, another couple dozen dead. I looked up and the nest about twice as big as the first time I knocked it out. So I broomed that out as well.
Up close I saw figured out they weren't bees, but yellow jacket wasps - so that explained the aggressiveness.
Went back in with another can and noticed that there were still nest shards all around that I missed so I scraped them out. A couple came at me, so I bolted.
Checked again a few hours later and there was just 1 left.
So I swapped him up against the deck with a broom pan. Splat!

They are all gone now.

They were a worthy foe and I give them respect.

I'm guessing this isn't over and they will remember me and my smell.... Until next season......
