Bamb - Forget Deet. Didn't faze those things. Tom up at Slate Run Tackle said that there were hardly any people biking on the rail trail because the flies were so bad.

Those things were horrendous! I'm bringing a head net, and long sleeve tropical fishing shirts (again). It wasn't uncommon to have a half dozen flies on the back of each hand. Yuck!

Did you notice that they weren't out all day long? Mid day was the worst. There was no relief, even when standing in the middle of Big Pine - nowhere near land.

Next thing, they'll be planting Venus fly traps, and stocking frogs.