I've already experienced a tick nightmare here. I went out hiking and on the way back someone had set up their camp right next to the trail, so to avoid walking up on them I took a little detour through a flooded area with low overhanging branches. When I got back to my car I noticed a tick on my pant leg and brushed it off. When I got into my car I noticed another tick and brushed it off outside as well. As I'm driving I keep noticing more tick appearing on me, so I keep picking them off and tossing them out the window. I then feel something crawling on the back of my neck and decide to pull over in town to use a restroom to remove any other ticks. When I got into the restroom I took off my shirt and it was covered with ticks. I then pulled as many of them off of me as I could find, got them all off my shirt, and hightailed it home, still finding more ticks on the way. When I got home I stripped off all my clothes outside and spend the next couple of hours removing ticks from myself and my clothes. I must have had at least 50 ticks on me. Fortunately only a few had started to burrow in before I removed them.
It really was a nightmare. I’ve never experienced anything like it before or since and I spend a lot of time in the woods. Needless to say I avoid swampy spots like that that with overhanging branches now, especially in that particular area. It makes for a good story, but I don’t ever want to experience it again. Fortunately my wife was out of town when it happened because she would have freaked out seeing all those ticks.
I've already experienced a tick nightmare here. I went out hiking and on the way back someone had set up their camp right next to the trail, so to avoid walking up on them I took a little detour through a flooded area with low overhanging branches. When I got back to my car I noticed a tick on my pant leg and brushed it off. When I got into my car I noticed another tick and brushed it off outside as well. As I'm driving I keep noticing more tick appearing on me, so I keep picking them off and tossing them out the window. I then feel something crawling on the back of my neck and decide to pull over in town to use a restroom to remove any other ticks. When I got into the restroom I took off my shirt and it was covered with ticks. I then pulled as many of them off of me as I could find, got them all off my shirt, and hightailed it home, still finding more ticks on the way. When I got home I stripped off all my clothes outside and spend the next couple of hours removing ticks from myself and my clothes. I must have had at least 50 ticks on me. Fortunately only a few had started to burrow in before I removed them.
It really was a nightmare. I’ve never experienced anything like it before or since and I spend a lot of time in the woods. Needless to say I avoid swampy spots like that that with overhanging branches now, especially in that particular area. It makes for a good story, but I don’t ever want to experience it again. Fortunately my wife was out of town when it happened because she would have freaked out seeing all those ticks.