Buzz, Swat, Blackfly

Large black fly - requires identification

If you are ever up north, at this time of the year, you’ll be dodging the munificent swarms of Black flies. My dad used to work at a gold mine not far from the Quebec -Ontario border. He had some heralding stories about how the crew would be hounded by the flies when they would travel to the site through the dense bush.

During the high season, May to the end of June, there would be large swarms silently waiting under tree limbs or hiding near wood piles.These hungry hunters, the females, don’t suck your blood like the simple mosquito they bite a chunk of your flesh for their meal. I remember my Dad saying,” They seem to like the scalp best and silently crawl into your hair.You might feel something wet on your neck or forehead. When you drag your fingers through your hair you know they got you; they’re stained in wet or clots of  dry blood. Oh, I hated those sneaky buggers.”

 

 

Here’s a humorous animation short  by Christopher Hinton posted on National Film Board of Canada. It’s a great site where you can view free films on different subjects all relating to the Canadian experience and culture.

https://www.nfb.ca/film/blackfly/embed/player

or see it here on YouTube:

The lyrics to Blackfly by Wade Hemsworth:

Blackfly

‘Twas early in the spring when I decide to go
For to work up in the woods in north On-tar-i-o
The unemployment office said they’d send me through
To the little Abi-tibi with the survey crew

And the black flies, the little black flies
Always the black fly, no matter where you go
I’ll die with the black fly a-picking my bones
In north on-tar-i-o-i-o, in north On-tar-i-o

Now the man, black Toby was the captain of the crew
And he said, “I’m gonna tell you boys what we’re gonna do
They want to build a power dam and we must find a way
For to make the little ab flow around the other way”

And the black flies, the little black flies
Always the black fly, no matter where you go
I’ll die with the black fly a-picking my bones
In north On-tar-i-o-i-o, in north On-tar-i-o

So we survey to the east and we survey to the west
And we couldn’t make our minds up how to do it best
Little Ab, little Ab, what shall I do
For I’m all but goin’ crazy on the survey crew

And the black flies, the little black flies
Always the black fly, no matter where you go
I’ll die with the black fly a-picking my bones
In north On-tar-i-o-i-o, in north On-tar-i-o

It was black fly, black fly everywhere
A-crawlin’ in your whiskers, a-crawlin’ in your hair
A-swimmin’ in the soup, and a’swimmin in the tea
Oh the devil take the black fly and let me be

And the black flies, the little black flies
Always the black fly, no matter where you go
I’ll die with the black fly a-picking my bones
In north On-tar-i-o-i-o, in north On-tar-i-o.

Black Toby fell to swearin’ ’cause the work went slow
And the state of our morale was gettin’ pretty low
And the flies swarmed heavy, it was hard to catch a breath
As you staggered up and down the trail talkin’ to yourself

And the black flies, the little black flies
Always the black fly, no matter where you go
I’ll die with the black fly a-picking my bones
In north On-tar-i-o-i-o, in north on-tar-i-o

Now the bull cook’s name was blind river Joe
If it hadn’t been for him we’d have never pulled through
For he bound up our bruises, and he kidded us for fun
And he lathered us with bacon grease and balsam gum

And the black flies, the little black flies
Always the black fly, no matter where you go
I’ll die with the black fly a-picking my bones
In north On-tar-i-o-i-o, in north on-tar-i-o

At last the job was over, black toby said, we’re through
With the little Abitibi and the survey crew
‘Twas a wonderful experience and this I know
I’ll never go again to north Ontar-i-o

And the black flies, the little black flies
Always the black fly, no matter where you go
I’ll die with the black fly a-picking my bones
In north On-tar-i-o-i-o, in north On-tar-i-o.

Keep cool friends!
-DI

Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com
Photo from: WikiCommons.

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