Last Saturday we walked to the Whangie. From the top of the 1st rise, where the path levels out, to the Whangie itself, beasties... They weren't biting but they were everywhere, landing on us, crawling on us, up our noses, yuk. They seemed worse around puddles, sometimes looking ahead it looked like the path was a moving silvery mass of WTF. At the top of Auchineden Hill there was a breeze which calmed things. I've been there many times all year round and never experienced this.
Also, does anyone climb there these days? No climbers and no chalk anywhere.