So tonight turned out way different than I had planned. I’m home from work tonight due to a lovely summer respiratory issue….until I got tagged on Facebook and things got real.
My friend Brocklyn tagged me in a post in Farm the Kootenays about a swarm of bees in need of rescuing. Was I up to the task? Not really but I gave it a go anyways. A few coughs, a mad scurry to get suitable equipment and a well placed “please hunny will you be my spare hands” in the direction of my husband and off we went.
What I found was utterly awe inspiring and exciting all in one breathe. The neighbor and tree owner had thought they were wasps and had initially set to stop them in their tracks with some wasp spray. Fortunately for us all, they didnt take down the wood and spray inside.
A picture of the hive right after I opened the tree. Look at all that luscious comb!
I had seen on another beekeepers post to spray the ladies with diluted honey before attempting to move them. A few sprays later I began to remove the comb peice by peice. Small chunks of honey and brood were transported from the hole down to my waiting empty langstroth (cheers to me for not dropping off that extra deep like I should have!).
Then came the fun part, whole huge chunks of comb. My spectators Kim (the neighbor who called me in for help), Myrt (who coincidentally I work with her daughter in law), and Kim’s father watched on while I tried to contain my excitement (who I am kidding… I was overflowing with excitement, what a rush! lol).
Here I am holding a piece of the comb I had just taken from the tree photo credit: Kim
There was easily enough drawn comb to fill one full langstroth deep and more than that in bees. I tried to prop up as much as I could to keep both the comb intact and with hopes to not kill the queen.
Here is the hived comb inside the langstroth with the box nearby with any stragglers.
With all that I could scoop out into the hive, its time to let mother nature do the rest. The real test will be tomorrow; when I go back to check on the progress and to see if the remaining bees in the hole fly down to the brood box.
Here’s to my first swarm! Now to drink a neocitrin and rest up my body. My sincere gratitude to Myrt, Kim, and Jarrod for their help and encouragement tonight and to Brocklyn for thinking of me.
Honey all around!