And it was during this stage that we had our first encounter with

Anyway, during one section of swamps we were slowly making our way through and another Irishman who had by now joined our steady pace, Dermot, was leading us. Mark, myself and a few others were about 5 yards behind when all of a sudden Dermot cries out "Arrgghhh! Bees, Bees, I'm being attacked by loads of bees". Of course we all backed up as poor Dermot struggled to get out of the swamp and onto drier tracks where he could leg it. By this stage Mark had worked out another route just left of the bee hive but these little stingers don't give up too easily.
As we tracked about 5 yards left of the hive the now 'very disgruntled' bees were making a beeline (pardon the pun) for anything within range and as I was bringing up the rear of the 4 person train I started to get some stings up the rear. Thankfully Dermot had distracted and drawn most of the bees and we all managed to get away with a few stings each.
As we caught up with Dermot it was clear he was in a lot of discomfort and although we initially felt sorry for him, after he told us he was stung all down his leg and head, it did ca

Anyway, apart from that little episode the rest of the Stage carried on without much difficulty and we reached the Finish with plenty of time to spare.
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This is brilliant coverage - gives a good flavour of your experiences.
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