Got to try the sawyers today. Took the boys to the farm and sprayed our pants with it. I took the same path I did the last time where the platoon ambushed me but only got one of the mofo's on me.
Here's the deal, though. I watched the little bastard to see what would happen. He went half way up my pants and then started going in circles and then just dropped. He landed on some folds in my jeans down by my shoes and just kept going in circles. Heck yeah, man. I call that a win!
I can't say for sure if they were out in full force today, but the one who found my pants obviously didn't like what he was crawling on. I didn't put much on, either. It made a believer out of me today.