Abuzz - A Honey of a Halloween Tale

[Joe Gensle]

The combination of his speed and body's perfect aerodymics made him one with the bicycle's titanium frame, and his legs were rhyming pistons of maximum output.

The canyon's winding route was familiar ground, terrific hill training for this world-class road biker.

Ahead, he managed a glimpse of what appeared to be a floating, black cloud as he wound downhill toward it, and recognition it was a bee swarm caused his body to react into a tight tuck, head down.

He caught the last edge of the swarm, and was unscathed, and as he pulled up and out of the hill leaving the swarm behind, felt only one bee, one that had managed to shelter itself under the slight rise of his helmet.

At this pace, he was under 3 minutes from a pull-out where he could gingerly remove the bee and hoped he wouldn't incur a sting beforehand.

Of his bloated remains beside a perfect parked bicycle, some said, "He never knew what hit him," and couldn't have been more wrong for, the bee under his helmet was an Africanized queen and his last thoughts were abuzz with the cacaphonic approach of her 30,000 followers.

[Jeanette Cheezum]

Wow! I used to complain about the bugs in my face without stingers on the back of a Harley. Never gave thought to this. Interesting 6.

 

[Diana E. Backhouse]

A very apt title, Joe! I shall now have to go and Google Africanized Queen Bee.

[Jamie Hogan]

Man, that would totally suck. The "last thoughts were abuzz" was scary and unnerving. I would hate for my last thoughts to be abuzz.