Since when have I become afraid
of the wild? Unkempt land harbors ticks,
long grasses hide snakes, it takes a great deal of courage nowadays to wade
through the brush whereas when I was a bit younger I ran through them without a
second thought. Is the world really so
dangerous or is the media making it out to be more horrible than it really
is? I know much of what we do is
hazardous work and I willingly accept the risks… the disease and chemical bits
just unnerve me… a lot. I think the
statistics are in my favor for the moment but each passing day I fear chips
away at my advantage. Wish me luck I
guess!
Our team took care of 5 more
miles today. It was a very heavily
infested area—one that took forever as that Walk 500 Miles song got stuck in my
head and wouldn’t leave! The ticks were
also really bad. All of my teammates
found at least 10 upon their person whereas I lucked out with 5. If ever you find yourself walking into tick
territory I would suggest wearing long pants and boots. Tuck your pants into your socks then tightly
secure your sock/pant bundle into the boots.
For good measure I put some bug spray around the opening of the boot
along with a quick spray down my pant legs and around my waist (shirt is tucked
in) for good measure. I can’t say this
keeps them all away, but this is the second day in a row I’ve had a
significantly reduced number of ticks compared to the rest of Team Purple.
Good night for now all! One more full day of spraying to go!
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