...until some uber poisonous death beetle from Hades crawled up your pants. It's bad enough when ticks do that to me around here, so as much as I'd love to take the outdoor photography to exotic frontiers, I'm sure I'd die.
Well, ours are mutating with other species out east, so antivenoms are no longer effective on some bites. Look out. Where there are rattlers there's all the other stuff too!