On my way back from Arizona IVan and I ran into an incredible swarm of bees. It sounded like pebbles hitting the windshield -- thud, thud, thud.
At the next stop I spent quite a while scraping dozens of bee splats off with a long-handled squeegee. The dry desert air had hardened the splats so I really had to scrub to get them off. There must have been at least 50 of them, plus dozens more on the back of the mirrors and I don't even want to think about the ones in other places. Some were still alive and buzzing angrily.
We got back onto the highway and promptly ran into another, smaller swarm. So much for all the time and trouble I had put into cleaning up the last crew.
At the next place I stopped, I had to search for a long-handled squeegee. I really appreciated how the long handle lets you use some leverage to scrub the buggy windshield.
When we got home, one of the first things I did was to order my very own long-handled squeegee. I knew I wouldn't have anywhere to store a 5-foot long pole in a B, so I was happy to find telescoping ones.
It's got to be a good trip when the only thing I can complain about is a bunch of suicidal bees!
Tomorrow, IVan gets a good bath. Then my B will be bee-less.
"IVan" (short for "I love this Van!")
2009 Leisure Travel Van Free Spirit