Sunshine dappled the foliage and the ferns on the forest floor. The fragments of sky visible through the canopy were blue. It was warm and a bit sticky, but not steamy hot. I was a short way down the Saugatuck Trail from its Easton, Black Rock Turnpike end, and so far was liking this hike quite well. Then two mishaps happened, one after the other.
Mosquitoes were about, not so as to be a big nuisance, but I was being nipped in places I couldn’t swat. I stopped, took out the DEET bottle, and aimed to squirt into my cupped hand. Instead, a spurt of repellant shot into my eye. I washed my eye frantically with water from my reservoir until I could open it without stinging pain. Then I set the DEET nozzle in the right direction, and slapped the stuff onto the back of my neck and behind my ears.