Wasps in the outbuilding

[Regolith]

We get these suckers around the house:



They're fairly calm, but they'll build nests damn near everywhere. I have to remove several nests out of my SUV every summer. They like to crawl into the cracks around the doors and build them on the door frame just outside the weatherstripping. RAID kills em quick, as does citrus oils.

There are some more aggressive buggers down by the river, but I don't mess with them if they don't mess with me.

[Doggy Daddy]

There are some more aggressive buggers down by the river, but I don't mess with them if they don't mess with me.

I suppose that rather than a SUV, those live in a van.

[Regolith]

I suppose that rather than a SUV, those live in a van.

 

[erik the bold]

Surprised no one mentioned this:

CRC chlorinated brake cleaner (red can), non flammable.

Buy two cans
Find the nest, wait until dark, soak the nest with one can   , holding the second in reserve.

Immediate kill, relatively non toxic to anything except bugs.  Cheap.

[230RN]

Last colony of ground dwelling Yellow Jackets I dealt with I used a a couple of pounds of dry ice and a wash tub.

Poured the dry ice over the hole and inverted the tub over it.

What the cold didn't kill outright the CO2 smothered. But I left the tub over the hole for a couple of days to make absolutely sure.

Like.  Creative.

One single one damned near killed me on my motorcycle.  Was tooling along about 40MPH on a hot summer day.  Shirt collar open.  One (something) went down my shirt and stung me two-three times.  

Almost lost complete control and nearly went into a bridge column.  Finally pulled over and got it out of my shirt.  Don't know what it was, didn't care.  Had wings.  Corpse was pretty crumpled up from swatting at it.  

Looked like I had a couple extra nipples for a while.

Bastige.

But learned not to ride with collar open any more.  

[bedlamite]

Like.  Creative.

One single one damned near killed me on my motorcycle.  Was tooling along about 40MPH on a hot summer day.  Shirt collar open.  One (something) went down my shirt and stung me two-three times.  

Almost lost complete control and nearly went into a bridge column.  Finally pulled over and got it out of my shirt.  Don't know what it was, didn't care.  Had wings.  Corpse was pretty crumpled up from swatting at it.  

Looked like I had a couple extra nipples for a while.

Bastige.

But learned not to ride with collar open any more.  

That's why I wear full gauntlet gloves.