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From: "Mike S" <[log in to unmask]>
>>I can remember the first hive of bees that I had.
Back when the world was young and I was even more foolish than now, it was
maybe my third or fourth hive that taught me a valuable lesson. We did not
have any mites, and colonies sometimes got to be enormous.
I took a colony out of a house. We thought it was in the wall, but a
substantial portion of it was between the joists under the second floor. It
was an all day job, and the last of the comb was scraped with a hoe from as
far as my arm and the hoe length could reach.
I carefully tied the brood comb into frames as I had read in one of my
books. The combs with honey went into pails, and somehow I got the bulk of
them into one deep.
When I got done, I had to presume the queen was in my box, as the majority
of the bees were staying there. I left the hive at the site, just below
where I had removed them, as I'd been told they would remove the drippings
and scraps of honey.
I came back to pick them up a couple days later, as the sun was going down.
I had to wait a bit, as many were still flying, but it looked like they were
in the hive OK. In fact a lot of them were hanging up the front of the hive.
It was nearly dark when I finally picked up the hive to carry it down a
steep slope to my pickup, which I had parked as close as possible, about 25
feet from the hive. I had no inkling in those times of stapling the bottom
board to the hive body, so I was just holding it together.
At any rate I soon got stung on my hands, and I dropped the hive. It flew
apart and bees were scattered everywhere.
My memory gets a little fuzzy beyond that point. I think the first thing I
did was to sit down and cry.
It was nearly 50 miles to my home and I had little chance to come back for
several days, so I was determined to finish the job and get that thing on
the tailgate. Somehow I accomplished it, but, of course, with many more
stings.
If I recall rightly, the bees did just fine in their new location, but I
know I was plenty sore from all the stinging.
My high-tuition lesson from the University of the Seat of the Pants was:
NEVER, NEVER drop a hive that you are carrying. If they sting you, grin and
bear it for a few more seconds, as it will never be as bad as it could be.
Dave Green
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