Summer of '98.... I can't remember the exact place, but for some reason Iowa comes to mind. Before the show as we were stretching we quickly came to realize the place was crawling with spiders... needless to say stretching quickly moved from the grass to concrete so we could at least see the buggers coming..
Later at retreat, after we were put to parade rest, a spider proceeded to spend the majority of retreat crawling on my face. I don't know if i was more worried about it biting me, or crawling up my nose. Eventually it went on my scalp and i couldn't feel it after that. I shook my uniform out extra well that evening.