I had just put in on the the Wacissa River (Florida) in a solo canoe, waiting for my family to get things together in two tandems. I was near an old rotted tree stump sticking out of the water. I leaned my hand against it for stability while I waited. Within a minute, my hand felt on FIRE with pain. It was crawling with dozens of fire ants, and hundreds more were swarming out of the stump.
Anaphylactic shock alert! I swished my arm in the water, got rid of the buggers, paddled away, and waited to die.
I didn't.
If you don't recognize fire ant hills on the ground, you could be stepping into a heap of medical trouble in the AmSouth. But who knew they would be inside an aquatic tree stump.
Horrid creatures.

Anaphylactic shock alert! I swished my arm in the water, got rid of the buggers, paddled away, and waited to die.
I didn't.
If you don't recognize fire ant hills on the ground, you could be stepping into a heap of medical trouble in the AmSouth. But who knew they would be inside an aquatic tree stump.
Horrid creatures.
