After a nice forest hike last Sunday, we drove home, I biked out for fast food, brought it back and was sitting at our kitchen table when I saw my first ever deer tick. It was crawling on my wrist!
>After a nice forest hike last Sunday, we drove home, I biked out for fast food, brought it back and was sitting at our kitchen table when I saw my first ever deer tick. It was crawling on my wrist!
You are lucky you saw it.
The nymphs that, AFIK, spread the disease most often are *really*
small.
Somewhere I read that they are killed by soap - something about
the breathing apparatus.
Now, whenever I come from possible exposure, I shower with about
five times as much soap as I otherwise would need.
-- Pete Cresswell
> After a nice forest hike last Sunday, we drove home, I biked out for fast food, brought it back and was sitting at our kitchen table when I saw my first ever deer tick. It was crawling on my wrist!
> - Frank Krygowski
My son went hiking a couple weeks ago with his girlfriend and both came back with lots of deer ticks. I told him that's why God made mountain bikes, if you go fast enough they can't get on you.
On Thursday, November 15, 2012 2:09:39 PM UTC-5, (PeteCresswell) wrote:
> Per Peter Cole:
> >I told him that's why God made mountain bikes, if you go fast enough they can't get on you.
> I never thought about the motion/speed aspect.
> Around here (Southeastern Penna, USA) being a bird watcher seems
> tb synonymous with having Lyme disease.
That's scary.
We have lots of deer. We've seen up to a dozen in our backyard, and the woods just beyond. So far, no ticks at home though, and we're not supposed to be a high risk area.
However, the hike that generated that one tick was in an area that supposedly has even less risk. :-/
On Thursday, November 15, 2012 3:37:24 PM UTC-5, frkr...@gmail.com wrote:
> On Thursday, November 15, 2012 2:09:39 PM UTC-5, (PeteCresswell) wrote:
> > Per Peter Cole:
> > >I told him that's why God made mountain bikes, if you go fast enough they can't get on you.
> > I never thought about the motion/speed aspect.
> > Around here (Southeastern Penna, USA) being a bird watcher seems
> > tb synonymous with having Lyme disease.
> That's scary.
> We have lots of deer. We've seen up to a dozen in our backyard, and the woods just beyond. So far, no ticks at home though, and we're not supposed to be a high risk area.
> However, the hike that generated that one tick was in an area that supposedly has even less risk. :-/
> - Frank Krygowski
Rather like bicycling sometimes when something that is supposed to be low risk turns out to be high risk - such as the 6 Quebec bicyclists struck from behind and three of them killed.
On Thursday, November 15, 2012 3:51:26 PM UTC-5, Sir Ridesalot wrote:
> On Thursday, November 15, 2012 3:37:24 PM UTC-5, frkr...@gmail.com wrote:
> > On Thursday, November 15, 2012 2:09:39 PM UTC-5, (PeteCresswell) wrote:
> > > Per Peter Cole:
> > > >I told him that's why God made mountain bikes, if you go fast enough they can't get on you.
> > > I never thought about the motion/speed aspect.
> > > Around here (Southeastern Penna, USA) being a bird watcher seems
> > > tb synonymous with having Lyme disease.
> > That's scary.
> > We have lots of deer. We've seen up to a dozen in our backyard, and the woods just beyond. So far, no ticks at home though, and we're not supposed to be a high risk area.
> > However, the hike that generated that one tick was in an area that supposedly has even less risk. :-/
> > - Frank Krygowski
> Rather like bicycling sometimes when something that is supposed to be low risk turns out to be high risk - such as the 6 Quebec bicyclists struck from behind and three of them killed.
Yep. NOTHING is without risk. That doesn't mean I'll be afraid of watching birds, or hiking where deer might be. And I won't advise others to be afraid, either.
Problem appears evolving. If you're around Conn or VA, stopping putting a foot down requires thought...like moving to a not tick region. Here in Fla 'its' ANTS. We gottem....big ones small ones fat ones sheeet we got ants with fur onem. Last yawl wanna do is put a foot down on the ol anthill.
