Well, I went to check some cams and idk if it was when I hopped out of the tree or walking away, but I must have stepped on a ground nest and got stung a dozen times or more. I started running and trying to strip all my crap off…. Needless to say I got away from them and out of the woods, but my saddle, a couple cameras and one stick are still out there. My lovely girlfriend met me at the road with some Benadryl and thinks I should get looked at anyway. I’m kind of an anxious person, so it will ease my mind as well. Darn bees…… as long as I’m alright, my buddy is gonna come with me in a bit to try and retrieve it. I think I ran far enough away from the nest so I hope they retreated from my stuff.