This is a true story, For years I had a great friend and fishing buddy, He is passed on now and I sure do miss him. He and I fished every creek, river and pond that we could get into anywhere around here[Savannah Ga.] and lower South Carolina. I have some wonderful memories of time fishing with my ol buddy. His nick name was scrap iron, He was called that because he was a auto paint and body man, one of the best! I was not with him this day, he took another one of his friends with him and I sure am glad he did. They were fishing in the Savannah river up stream on the South Carolina side in a place that is called the gator holes. He was back up in the swamp fishing around some stumps when his hook became tangled up in a limb that was growing out of a stump. He snatched it hard a couple of times not knowing there was a wasp nest in the limb. Out flew a couple of wasp and stung him in the face. Well that made him mad, He said I am going over there and knock that nest in the water. The fellow that was with him began to beg please let me out of this boat, Put me on the hill first! Scrap Iron said no way, We are in this thing together and began to paddle over to the stump where the wasp nest was. The guy lay down in the bottom of the boat and put a rain coat over him self and held on. Scrap Iron made a swing at the wasp nest and missed the nest but hit the limb the nest was on. Man the wasp just covered him. The guy in the bottom of the boat began to hollar and that rain coat began to jump. They came by my house and man what a sight! Scrap Iron looked like someone from mars, Both eyes was swollen shut and he had knots all over his head and upper body. His friend was in pretty bad shape too and some kind of mad at Scrap Iron. He said man I begged you to please let me out of that boat. I still laugh when I remember what those two looked like. No fish to clean that day! Hope you all enjoyed this story, It's true! Good Fishing To All! Jimmy S.