Our home was invaded earlier this summer by a swarm of wasps. Apparently, they snuck in during the night and set up camp on our front porch, inside a couple of little gaps around our window and door frames. Since we almost always enter our house through the garage, we didn't even know they were there until our pizza delivery guy called us from his car refusing to come to the front door. Normally, I probably would have been OK with letting them live out there for the summer, as long as they could be cool about it, but once they started interfering with the prompt delivery of our delicious pizzas, I knew something had to be done.
I thought back to my childhood, and remembered a time when my family had a similar infestation. Back then my Dad always carried his trusty can of Raid Wasp & Hornet Killer Spray, and let me tell you, with that stuff he could pick a wasp clean out of the sky at ten paces. I figured I couldn't go wrong if I armed myself with the same weaponry, so I went to the store and loaded up.
The range on this spray can is around 10 to 15 feet, which was just enough to allow me to sneak up behind the cover of our shrub line one evening, and snipe at the wasps' nest from a distance. I figured that if I killed a couple of their guys, the rest of them would get the message that they weren't welcome, and they'd all move out. Oh, how wrong I was.
The morning after my long-distance attack I went out to count the dead bodies, but they were none there. The nests were just as active as ever, and in fact, it looked almost as if they invited some of their buddies over from neighboring nests, just to mock me. That was seriously uncool. I hung my head in defeat that day, but I went regrouped and put a plan in motion for the next night's attack.
Since taking pot-shots from a distance didn't seem to get my message across, I decided I'd be a little more 'direct' the next time. That next night I grabbed my can of Raid, waited for the right moment, then charged their nest and unloaded a river of death on them. I flooded those bastards with an entire can of spray, and then ran away and hid in the house before they could launch any sort of counter attack. Just based on the sheer amount of harsh chemicals I launched at them, I was postiive that I'd seen the last of those pests.
When I went outside the next morning to survey the battlefield, I found only two dead wasps on the ground. How could that be?? The rest of them were still going about their normal daily lives like nothing ever happened. It was at this time that I realized that Raid Wasp & Hornet Killer Spray might not be potent enough for my needs. Did they change the formula from the time when my Dad used it when I was a kid? I don't know. Had we been invaded with some strain of Raid-resistant, mutant-wasps? Oh man, I hoped not... but I couldn't come up with any other explanation.
I was forced to come up with an even better plan, but unfortunately, that's a story for another time.
When you're in the heat of battle like I was, and unloading as much ammunition as I did, there's no way that I could guarantee a direct hit on the target with every shot, so I was forced to check on the surrounding areas for any collateral damage. I was happy to find, though, that there were no stains or other problems on any of the bricks, vinyl siding, or painted wood that I'd hit.
So, while Raid Wasp & Hornet Killer Spray did kill some of our wasps, it didn't wipe them out completely as I had hoped. Maybe I didn't get close enough, or maybe my aim was off a bit, but to be honest, there was no way I was going to walk right up to the nest opening and start spraying from inches away. I'm willing to accept part of the blame, but I think the spray has to share in that blame too. All in all, I was a little disappointed with this product.