I opened the grill cover before lighting it and this critter ran out of the depths:
It eventually crawled up to the gap at the lid, from whence it could bail out over the edge. I fired the barby and, alas, it scuttled in exactly the wrong direction: down its web and directly into the burners.
Made me feel like crap; spiders are good to have around.
The Smell of Molten Projects in the Morning 