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Tarantula hawk, Leasburg Dam State Park, Radium Springs NM, March 24, 2009
Tarantula hawk, Leasburg Dam State Park, Radium Springs NM, March 24, 2009

Yesterday I had my first encounter with a tarantula hawk. Spectacular! The tarantula hawk is New Mexico's state insect.

Tarantula hawk, Leasburg Dam State Park, Radium Springs NM, March 24, 2009
Tarantula hawk, Leasburg Dam State Park, Radium Springs NM, March 24, 2009

The tarantula hawk

Here's what Wikipedia has to say about the tarantula hawk:

The tarantula hawk is a species of spider wasp, which hunts tarantulas as food for their larvae.

Up to two inches (50 mm) long with a blue-black body and bright rust-colored wings, tarantula hawks are among the largest of wasps. A bright rust coloring on their wings is also known as aposematic coloring and warns potential predators that they are dangerous. Their long legs end with hooked claws for grappling with their victims. The stinger of a female tarantula hawk can be up to 1/3 inch (7 mm) long, and delivers a sting which is rated amongst the most painful in the insect world.

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These wasps have been known to attack large animals such as humans with little to no provocation, and the sting, particularly of Pepsis formosa, is among the most painful of any insect. Commenting on his own experience, one researcher described the pain as "...immediate, excruciating pain that simply shuts down one's ability to do anything, except, perhaps, scream. Mental discipline simply does not work in these situations." In terms of scale, the wasp's sting is rated at the top of the Schmidt Sting Pain Index, second only to that of the bullet ant and is described by Schmidt as "Blinding, fierce [and] shockingly electric.". Because of their extremely large stingers, very few animals are able to eat them; one of the few animals that can is the roadrunner.

Yikes! I'm sure glad this one was shy.

Night camp

Site 25- Percha Dam State Park, Arrey NM

Beware of Hypnotic Media

To live sanely in Los Angeles (or, I suppose, in any other large American city) you have to cultivate the art of staying awake. You must learn to resist (firmly but not tensely) the unceasing hypnotic suggestions of the radio, the billboards, the movies and the newspapers; those demon voices which are forever whispering in your ear what you should desire, what you should fear, what you should wear and eat and drink and enjoy, what you should think and do and be. They have planned a life for you — from the cradle to the grave and beyond — which it would be easy, fatally easy!, to accept. The least wandering of the attention, the least relaxation of your awareness, and already the eyelids begin to droop, the eyes grow vacant, the body starts to move in obedience to the hypnotist’s command. Wake up, wake up — before you sign that seven-year contract, buy that house you don’t really want, marry that girl you secretly despise. Don’t reach for the whiskey, that won’t help you. You’ve got to think, to discriminate, to exercise your own free will and judgment. And you must do this, I repeat, without tension, quite rationally and calmly. For if you give way to fury against the hypnotists, if you smash the radio and tear the newspapers to shreds, you will only rush to the other extreme and fossilize into defiant eccentricity.

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