Now G's hive, the one he gave me, consisted of a stand, base, brood box, crown board and lid. Here's an exploded view of that lot.
|As it stands now, old and new, with new fencing - windscreen!|
Yesterday, during a spell of unseasonably fine and warmish weather, I decided it was time to swap the contents of the old hive into my brand spanking new hive. On my own!
|The air was thick with bees...|
There was a bit of a breeze (they're not keen on this) but the job needed doing. Prising the crown board off with the hive tool, a puff of smoke over the bees (damn this f**king smoker!) was administered to calm the fellas. I didn't hang about. The frames were taken out, carefully, one by one (some were firmly stuck with propolis) and placed in the new hive.
I did my best to inspect the frames but, in a controlled panic and knowing that it was still a bit chilly to be messing around too long in there, I didn't have time to snap away with the camera too much - sorry.
|Propolis (a kind of bee glue-very sticky, like set treacle)|
|More propolis & wax honeycomb on top of the frame|
|In went the bees|
|I encouraged these blighters off here and onto the new hive.|
|Right click on your mouse and 'view image' to zoom in a bit here...|
|Some capped stores here on G's old frames|
|This will be moved 'upstairs' now into the super|
I got stung once, through my marigold glove (marigold!?), yes marigold gloves. Usually they don't sting through these, thin though they are. It must have been my fault as a guard bee was inspecting me I didn't notice her and I obviously squished her a bit on my finger. No matter (for me, but poor old bee!)
|Calm now. Notice the old dead winter bees from the old mesh base on the slab.|
The thing I did notice, even during my controlled hysteria whilst moving the brood frames, was a queen cell. An emergency queen cell. I didn't / couldn't photograph this for you this time (eyes wide as saucers, heart racing, lol Ed.) but it has caused some major concern.
More to come later...