In Maryland, I am used to seeing white-tailed deer, ducks, geese, swans, eagles, hawks, vultures, fox, and squirrels. What I am not used to seeing is a nasty type of bee that decided to fly up under my shirt to sting me repetitively. Unlike a previous poster, I missed many pedal stokes by jumping off of the bike and shaking my jersey, thinking that I might have to disrobe in sight of a busy highway. Luckily, the #$$$# bee decided to leave the scene.