This wasp nest was bigger than my head and not more than 5 feet away from it as I hiked the road up towards the bunkhouse. I turned the corner and needed to yield to three Canadian Jays who were attacking the nest in an obvious team effort.
First, they spent over a solid hour catching and eating the wasps as they flew out of the hole. A few of the mid-air skirmishes were intense and there had to be a few stings along the way. The Jays then tore a hole in the back of the nest and got down to the serious business of eating the remaining wasp larvae inside the monster nest.
I have never been much of a Jay fan; however, it was very nice to not have to worry about getting stung taking this nest down. Now I know to throw some seed down around the next nest I find.