|Posted by OH_ZOG_NO|
Ticks are not joke guys. If you are in a tick area consider long pants,socks,and selves.DDT bug spray works but is not to be depended on. Better to be roasting hot then stuck with Lyme or POWV.
|Posted by blackhawk|
High top laced up boots; put your pant legs in them, then spray the bug juice on the boot tops and pant legs.
Look at them frequently to spot any free rides...
|Posted by DarkAngel|
Yup. Basically treat it like going into an area with asbestos dust. (Regular ticks are just getting up here to AK) Good boots, pants inside the boots, then I personally do a couple wraps of progaff around the top of the boots to secure that gap. I'll put on a pair of thin atlas gloves, tape around the wrists/jacket, and have gone upto and including gaffing my hood to the face shield on my respirator.
Granted, these days I just throw on a tyvek decon suit and call it good. Got enough health issues that I don't want to worry about lymes or the like.
|Posted by Floridian Risk Taker|
This is why I always carry a bottle of tick repellent with me. Lyme disease is pretty hard to get rid of, and you definitely don't want to contract the aforementioned nasties. I always wear long pants no matter where I'm going or how hot it is, and I always have one of my long sleeved flannels with me in my bag. Remember, ticks aren't only in the grass, but they're also in the trees above you. I recently went out in the woods to explore a 1800s cemetery, and got a bunch of ticks on me. I thankfully didn't get bit, but I now carry the repellent at all times after that.
|Posted by Cryptomatic|
Some areas swarm with ticks. One mountain I hiked in Virginia had about ten thousand in one clearing. Needless to say, get out if you're in a place like that. Lyme is nothing if you catch it in time, a pain but recoverable. I know plenty of people who've had it. Other diseases, though... not so much.
|Posted by 2Xplorations|
My tick horror story.
It was 1984 or 85 I was fly fishing with my wife on the Nolan river a tributary of the Brazos in Texas. I had hunted, fished, snorkeled, camped and rock climbed here since about 1973.
As I waded out into a deep pool to cast around some rocks I felt some crawling sensation right about where my underwear (briefs) line was. I was just wearing the briefs and cut offs and wading shoes. I scratched at it and thought nothing more about it. then on the other thigh same thing an itchy crawly feeling and being waist deep in the water I could not see a thing. Well shit I grew up in the outdoors from the time I was a toddler, Ive had chiggers, ticks fleas all manner and sorts of bug bites and stings but nothing could prepare me for what I was about to discover.
As I waded to shallower waters I spotted several ticks smaller than the head of a pin and they were heading north in a big hurry! Then another, then a couple more pretty soon I was bailing out of the river and trying to pic ticks off but they were coming faster than I could pick a tick. I was covered. At least my lower half. I yelled out to my wife and she started finding them too. She panicked tossed her rod down and went screaming for the bushes to start taking her jeans off. She was also covered.
Apparently we had walked right threw a nesting area in the brush and these infant ticks had gotten on our lower legs undetected. Then when we waded out into the water they tried to climb up using our legs as an escape route. Fortunately they stopped (most of them did) at our underwear line. Thank God for tight fitting Fruit of The Looms!
Too small to pull out these little bastards had started burying themselves in our skin and they were so small not much was left exposed to grab. I started scraping mine off with a razor sharp belt knife I carried and managed to not castrate myself. I gave my wife a safer scraper, a credit card (normally don't give these to the wife)
All the way home we kept finding more, being much more hairy in the legs than her I could not be sure I had gotten them all so once home I did something pretty dumb, I grabbed a bar of dog soap and hit the shower. Sargeants flea and tick soap as I recall it contained pyrethrins or permethrins or some other toxic shit. And it killed the Hell out of the last 2 or 3 dozen baby ticks I had on me. It also made me sicker than the proverbial dog it was meant for. I was dizzy sort of nauseous my vison was effected too. I felt pretty rough for the rest of the day but no permanent bwainz dumages I cud notis...
|Posted by blackhawk|
I begged to differ on Lyme; it is a big deal regardless how fast you treat it.
First round antibiotics are not always effective.
I personally know two people who died prematurely after having Lyme, one permanently cripple by Lyme disease and at least 3 more that were sick for months.
To spite early treatment it took me about 4 months to fully recover. A month or more on high doses on antibiotics alone can screw you up.
I developed an intolerance to yellow corn and whey isolate as a direct result of this infection/treatment.
Hands down the worst bacterial infection I ever had in my life.
Complications from an infection are something that can happen even if you do everything right.
In this case they can be life altering.
Prevention is the best medicine.
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