It was miserable. Biting flies, swarms of biting flies.
I left not one, but two five point hand prints on myself slapping them off. The cooler was covered in hundreds of them within minutes. Standing still for 15 seconds meant being covered in a dozen or more flies.
At one point I ran into the ocean like I was having a bad acid trip, shouting GET THEM OFF ME and frantically flailing around.
I’m not even afraid of bugs. Not in the least, but this was an ASSAULT.
Then a car load of fucking Bennies* tried to cut us off on the Parkway. Fucking Bennies.
*Bennies are the assholes that come down from NY to invade our beaches. See: Jersey Shore, they were Bennies, not actual Jersey peeps. Assholes.