The Great Southern Brood is hatching. I've had three so far bounce off of my arms/chest and one hit the spoke on my front wheel making a rather loud ringing sound. Knock on wood, none have gone in my mouth yet.
Fun. I don't know if we'll get them out this way or not, but yesterday evening I hit the creekside greenway just at dusk and really wish I had had some kind of cloth to tie over my mouth and nose. The air was so thick with gnats that I was afraid to inhale.