[GH85Carrera]

Long ago in my single days, at my bachelor pad house our neighborhood had the utility easement at the rear of the property dug up for three blocks. It was weird to see the long trench stretching off to the next block on each side, EXCEPT a 3 foot patch of dirt in my back yard.

The next morning at dawn, someone was banging on my front door. I saw several utility workers and one police officer. So I asked WTF? and they said I had ground bumblebees in a huge nest in my back yard. So I got dressed enough to go outside and they pointed at the area. He said one guy was stung, and everyone ran. They were going to douse it all with diesel fuel. I said nope, those huge trees in my yard will not like that.

So I went to the garage, and mixed up a triple strong dose of Malathion, and used a pressure sprayer to hose it down. The bumble bees came out, flew a few feet and died. I was almost out of spray when they stopped coming out, so I emptied the sprayer. The back hoe dude, hit it with the backhoe, and no live bees, but a huge nest.

I went to work, and when I came home the new natural gas and phone lines were laid in and covered up. It was funny (ironic) that a large crew of men with heavy equipment were stopped dead in their track in my back yard with bumble bees.

They were not aggressive bumble bees as they never bothered me at all. If I was working back there they would bump against me, but no sting. It was like a warning of hey buddy, scram. I never could find the nest as it was hidden well under the leaves from the trees.