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Sunday May 20, 2018 #
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We have a long and very bad tick season around here, which consists of the month of May. Some people think that the tick season should be extended for a week or two into June because of the looming/ongoing impact from Global Warming, and they may be right. I have at least once found a tick on me in June.
But May is bad enough, especially if you do any map surveying. If you're just O' training and running, sometimes you can slip through the cracks and emerge from May tick free. That is the best. You can't count on that however, and anyway the odds of that are tilted against you if you do any mapping.
It was sunny out most of the day, pleasant in the valley, and yet quite cool up top. I was deceived by going for a bike ride in town first before going up to do some mapping, as it turned out that a light jacket and a baseball cap should have instead been a knit cap and a medium weight jacket. When the sun was out and there was no breeze, it was comfortable. When there was breeze--there was usually breeze--it felt cool. When clouds obscured the sun and there was breeze, it was chilly. And tendrils of fog were never very far away to the east and south (breeze was out of the east and ascending and therefore cooling). When banks of fog finally got in the way of the sun at around 4 o-clock, I had to hang it up.
Even though it had been cool out, it was not so cool as to limit all tick activity, and back in my truck I discovered the first tick of the season on me. Hopefully it will be the last. My threshold for a really horrible tick season is two ticks, so so far it's just been a pretty bad tick season.
Even though finding a tick crawling on me was traumatic, I was able to calm myself down, and after a while I got up nerve to go out and hang streamers for a course at Pitcher Hill--even though what I really wanted to do was to call the tick hotline (911-TICK) and request emergency assistance.
I did manage to get a little more survey done at Granite Planite, so that was good.
But May is bad enough, especially if you do any map surveying. If you're just O' training and running, sometimes you can slip through the cracks and emerge from May tick free. That is the best. You can't count on that however, and anyway the odds of that are tilted against you if you do any mapping.
It was sunny out most of the day, pleasant in the valley, and yet quite cool up top. I was deceived by going for a bike ride in town first before going up to do some mapping, as it turned out that a light jacket and a baseball cap should have instead been a knit cap and a medium weight jacket. When the sun was out and there was no breeze, it was comfortable. When there was breeze--there was usually breeze--it felt cool. When clouds obscured the sun and there was breeze, it was chilly. And tendrils of fog were never very far away to the east and south (breeze was out of the east and ascending and therefore cooling). When banks of fog finally got in the way of the sun at around 4 o-clock, I had to hang it up.
Even though it had been cool out, it was not so cool as to limit all tick activity, and back in my truck I discovered the first tick of the season on me. Hopefully it will be the last. My threshold for a really horrible tick season is two ticks, so so far it's just been a pretty bad tick season.
Even though finding a tick crawling on me was traumatic, I was able to calm myself down, and after a while I got up nerve to go out and hang streamers for a course at Pitcher Hill--even though what I really wanted to do was to call the tick hotline (911-TICK) and request emergency assistance.
I did manage to get a little more survey done at Granite Planite, so that was good.