Posted: 6/19/2009 5:02:52 PM EDT
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Ok, so I decide to hit the range today and spend quality time with my LaRue Stealth Upper, arguably mankind's greatest creation. Anyway, I'm there for a few hours and decide to call it quits, and head to my favorite place for chow. On my way in, I happen to glance down at my shirt, and there crawling up is a tick. Now, I don't know about you, but tick's are the only insects that just skeeze me out. Well, I pull the sucker off and go in to eat. While I'm enjoying a nice beef brisket, I feel something on my leg...another tick. I pull it off with my napkin, and happen to notice another tick on my other ankle. So, I head to the bathroom to dispose of said ticks, and decide to do a quick check in one of the stalls (its not ghey to disrobe if your checking for ticks...I think). Well low and behold there is a tick on my chest, and then another one who's head it literally up (in) my ass. All I really wanted to do was enjoy a nice, peaceful beef brisket, read a newspaper, drink some coffee and head home. Instead, I became a vertitable tick motel and just felt invisible ticks crawling all over me. I can still feel them, crawling, insatiable, hungry... The thing that is most strange about this whole episode, is that I never entered any brush or high grass. I walked on the recently cut grass at the range only. I've never heard of getting ticks from walking on cut grass. All the ticks were small dog ticks, nymphs, but not nymphomaniacs. This was an invasion of creatures after my precious bodily fluids. I felt like Chekov from The Wrath of Khan. |
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Quoted: SPPPPPOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON  My first thought when I read the title. Tick: Don't make us bite you in hard-to-reach places! |
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i use permethion on my clothes when i am out in the bush,buy it at rei.
spray it on your clothes let dry(24hours) and then iron in the next day. last up to 12 washings. great stuff no bugs of any kind crawling on me. i have seen ticks crawling on my pants leg but they usually stop and fall off.......drt. |
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Lots of rain, warm weather = lots of ticks.
Spray with deet to minimize them. use hemostats to pull them off slowly , if they fight touch them with whiskey on the butt and they will let go do not use rubbing alcohol that will kill them and they will puke in you causing an infection |
I pictured him with his drawers down and butt pointed towards the mirror in the public bathroom with his cheeks pulled apart looking at his butt for ticks as another shocked patron walks in.......
Fuckin ticks are bad around here too. Hate them fuckers. Make me swell up like a ping pong ball at every bite. Need to find something non toxic to keep them fuckers off. If SHTF around here I'm not so sure I want to be a bug buffet trying to hide in the woods.........2 yesterday and 2 today...... |
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Welcome to my life. Now that it's warm out not a day goes by that I don't pick 5 or 6 of those suckers off me. I like the way they POP! when you torch 'em with your Bic. 
like OP said, those little fokkers skeeze me out. Almost as much as torching one. But if you really want to get creeped out, come to the desert and I'll introduce you to the Sun Scorpion.
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| There seems to be cycles of them here. I remember getting them in the 70s, then never saw a single one in the 80s and most of the 90s- and that's with shitloads of woods time in lots of places. Then, blammo, about a decade ago I went out and they were everywhere. I was at one spot were you could see several on every little twig and piece of grass. Seems like they've been getting less and less common ever since. |
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There seems to be cycles of them here. I remember getting them in the 70s, then never saw a single one in the 80s and most of the 90s- and that's with shitloads of woods time in lots of places. Then, blammo, about a decade ago I went out and they were everywhere. I was at one spot were you could see several on every little twig and piece of grass. Seems like they've been getting less and less common ever since. A lot of it around here depends on where the deer like to run thru, bed down for the night etc. My first two summers at my property I never saw a tick. Last year they were really, really bad. |
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Last week I was in the VA area, south of Richmond. I've been there before and got aquainted with chiggers, ticks, etc. This time I saw something different.
Went to a shooting range, which turned out to be closed; it was on a preserve or something, and got out of the car briefly to curse our luck. Then I saw a deer tick scampering up my sock. I never saw any tick move that fast. Then I looked at the ground, er, road –– It wasn't even grassy, just fine gravel. Fk'n deer ticks scampering all over the place! They were barreling around like fast ants. We jumped in the car, wishing we had OnStar to call in a nuke strike from space. I don't think a human could survive an hour out there. I got nailed by a yellowjacket that was hitchhiking up my pantleg yesterday, but it's home-sweet-home.
[eta: Our homegrown woodticks are large –– and very slow. ] |
Weird, last year in middle TN, you gould get 3 ticks just walking across the paved parking lot at Wal-Mart. It was a bad year. I was in NC and got a zillion as well, At one point I had to pull the 'Burb over to the side othe road and the entire family unassed the vehicle, picked ticks and then scanned the interior of the car to get the ones that dropped off - miserable doesn't describe it 
This year on the farm in VT, we've been rolling thru the pasture and the kids have been in and out of the woods daily -(I'll probably regret saying this) and not a single tick so far. (As an after thought... BRB - I'm going to knock on wood.) |
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The Tick rules. Sewer Urchin ftw!.. 
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You need some of these!
https://www.hoglezoo.org/images/animal_finder/GuineaFowls.jpg |
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Then he's in the right place! 
Plenty of turkeys in GD... |
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So, I head to the bathroom to dispose of said ticks, and decide to do a quick check in one of the stalls (its not ghey to disrobe if your checking for ticks...I think). Well low and behold there is a tick on my chest, and then another one who's head it literally up (in) my ass. You just...decided...to check there? |
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I pictured him with his drawers down and butt pointed towards the mirror in the public bathroom with his cheeks pulled apart looking at his butt for ticks as another shocked patron walks in.......
 That is absolutely hilarious to imagine!! Thanks for the laugh!
I did some snooping and Turkeys seem to eat a TON of ticks a day (200+), other birds will also eat them. Other then putting a TON of turkeys on your land, just spray your clothes with Permethrin, this is the brand I buy Drugstore.com Repel Permanone: . If you wear white pants, you can literally see them DIE on your pants and fall off..the little BASTARDS..it is a veritable Tick Holocaust!!! I did a ton of research on Ticks because, like you, I found one on me at the range....my hips were itchy..so I pulled up my shirt and saw the bastard BURIED almost ASS deep in the little bit of fat that I have on my hips..it sucked. I had to drive 45 minutes home with that little bastard gorging on my precious blood until I got home and pulled his ass out with my wife's tweezers. He died a brutal death in a cup of rubbing alcohol. Anyways, get Permethrin, spray your pants down, pull your socks OVER your pants (yea, you look like a nerd), spray DEET over any skin exposed and you should be ok. I haven't had a tick since.
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I was out yesterday with the wife killing time before meeting family for dinner at a restaurant about 45 minutes from the house. We decided to go to the National Forest and find a trail to hike. This one was not well used and a bit overgrown. 30 minute hike to a wetland. We left, had dinner, came home and showered. This morning I find a tick embedded on my right thigh area. The wife is still sleeping. She is not going to be happy with this mornings activities which will include a full body inspection of both of us. She hates ticks more than I do.
Ticks are not much of a problem here at the house with 18 chickens and 4 ducks that love to snack on them. |
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Then he's in the right place!
Plenty of turkeys in GD... Except those are guineas....
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Quoted: Quoted: So, I head to the bathroom to dispose of said ticks, and decide to do a quick check in one of the stalls (its not ghey to disrobe if your checking for ticks...I think). Well low and behold there is a tick on my chest, and then another one who's head it literally up (in) my ass. You just...decided...to check there? Tick was buried into a cheek...I never did check any...further...up....  |
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Last week I was in the VA area, south of Richmond. I've been there before and got aquainted with chiggers, ticks, etc. This time I saw something different. Went to a shooting range, which turned out to be closed; it was on a preserve or something, and got out of the car briefly to curse our luck. Then I saw a deer tick scampering up my sock. I never saw any tick move that fast. Then I looked at the ground, er, road –– It wasn't even grassy, just fine gravel. Fk'n deer ticks scampering all over the place! They were barreling around like fast ants. We jumped in the car, wishing we had OnStar to call in a nuke strike from space. I don't think a human could survive an hour out there. I got nailed by a yellowjacket that was hitchhiking up my pantleg yesterday, but it's home-sweet-home.
[eta: Our homegrown woodticks are large –– and very slow. ] Apparently there are deer ticks in WA west of the cascades, and there has been some cases of lyme disease. But I've done a good bit of crashing around the woods in various places on the wet side as well over the last decade and have never seen one. Just the bigger wood ticks east of the mountains. The Columbia River gorge down near White Salmon and Bingen is absolutely lousy with them. I just spent a week crashing through the woods up north of Leavenworth and nobody in the group saw any, but a few weeks ago one of my coworkers picked up two down near Sunnyside. |
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I brought a bunch into the house after a walk through the field late one afternoon. I went into the bathroom, stripped down, and started picking them off my clothing and limbs and flicking them into the toilet. I stopped counting at 26. After that day ticks don't bother me anymore.
Another time I felt one crawling on the back of my neck inside a movie theatre. I just flicked it out into the audience. That tick went home with someone else that night. A coworker of mine hates them too. I caught a few in jars and brought them into her. They really do eventually suffocate to death if you seal the jar lid. |