Originally Posted by
genejockey
When I was ute, I was climbing a tree and bumped my head into something more yielding than a branch. Then my head started itching so I reached up to scratch it and came back with 3-4 bald-faced hornets on my hand. I screamed, let go of my grip on the tree, fell to the ground and ran screaming for the kitchen door. I think I got off a lot lighter than I thought at the time, but for decades after I could still see a couple tiny red marks where the f***ers got me.
Those things are nasty. During a long weekend tour a year or two ago I arrived back at my campsite. I was sitting at the picnic table having a snack when one fell out of the tree above me onto the table. It had a cicada in its clutches. It proceeded to rip the cicada in half and fly off with part of it.
I didn’t know what it was at the time. Posted a photo of it. Can’t remember which forum, but a member identified it for me. Looked it up on Google Images. He was correct.