Newbee

So I moved G's hive (with G's help) last week. As we moved it he said "if we drop it just run!!!" Just what I needed to hear.

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!

There was no super on the old hive. This meant that all the winter stores of food and the new food stuff coming in from this years bee foraging expeditions were being mixed in with the brood (eggs of the next generation etc.,) so space in that little box was at a premium.

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...

Donning my suit, I took the bull by the horns and moved in. The bloody smoker wouldn't light, that wasn't good, and worked intermittently whilst I moved the old hive off the slab where it sat and put the new one in its place. The bees were a bit narked. Although at this point they weren't narked at me so much. Nervously I plodded on.

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)

All the brood frames were placed in the new hive. I didn't have time to check for the queen (she was unmarked anyway and difficult to spot quickly), and as the beads of sweat ran down my forehead (chicken sh*t. Ed.) I tried to stay focused and assemble the new hive.

More propolis & wax honeycomb on top of the frame

On went the queen excluder on top of the new brood box, now filled with the old, bee laden brood frames. Then on top of that went the new super with my new shallow super frames. Then the new crown board, then the lid. I stepped back to watch. This is how it goes back together.

In went the bees

The queen was supposedly on the brood frames I'd transferred over to the new hive. Not only that, but the new hive was in the same place as the old one and orientated the same way. So to them I guess, it was back to work as normal. A few hung around the old (empty) brood box...

I encouraged these blighters off here and onto the new hive.

At this point the neighbours on the next plot decided to go for a cuppa tea in thier caravan, sharpish! Good idea as the sky was humming! Still, my bees made an orderly entrance into their new home.

Right click on your mouse and 'view image' to zoom in a bit here...

I took out a couple of the brood frames at the outer edge of the hive (bees build from the warmer center of a hive first, moving outwards as a rule) and had a look as things quietened down a bit.

Some capped stores here on G's old frames

GOLD!

This will be moved 'upstairs' now into the super

I sat and watched them, suit off. They weren't bothered by their new Dad, they just wanted to get back to it.

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.

They seem happy now. Ish.

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...

Bees Knees!

Glancing down someone else's blog-roll column the other day I noticed the familiar photo of some borage with a couple of bees hanging of off of it. Under this tiny photo were the words 'last post 7 months ago'! (Disgraceful. Ed.)

And yet this blog has managed to accumulate (up to) 30 followers! Incredible really, but it just goes to show how many of you courageous folk are, or might be, interested in keeping some of these little chaps.

Firstly an explanation is in order (no shit! Ed.)

Being a tight arse, I decided that this wing to the allotment-smallholding plot would be done on the cheap. Ok, I'd forked out for a decent suit (bloody brilliant actually) and the rest of the stuff like smokers, tools, (white wellies ROFL Ed.), but I built my own hives and was due to take delivery of some of my neighbours bees last year, for free.

Well. I had some health crap kicking off, the guy (G.) with the bees had his own business trauma to deal with, and before I knew it, it was winter and no bees. After the dust had settled it was cold and wet. Not a good time to be prising off lids and poking around in a bee hive. Gotta keep them warm and quiet over winter.

Here I am now though, in March, and (f**k me Ed.) I have taken delivery of my very first colony of honey bees!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Just like that!

Miracle (with trees...)

G. had a few hives over the track from me. All had over-wintered pretty well. The sun was shining on Sunday and on went the bee suit and off went the lids. The air was already busy with bees collecting sticky stuff from heaven knows where, and the first hive we opened (my hive - hehe) was absolutely brimming with bees and loads of new brood and stores.

This particular hive had no super on it. It was just a brood box that had a feeder on top of it over winter. So the deep brood frames (all of this will be explained to those with even less knowledge than I have about this stuff) were full of stores and new brood waiting to hatch. Amazing. And wonderful to see these industrious creatures already banging away at collecting food. Awesome.

New apiary - with new apple trees!

We moved the hive last night.

There's a rule with moving bee hives. Moving up to 2 feet at a time is ok. Or over 3 miles is ok. But in between is a no-no. Bees have some kind of sophisticated map of the location of their hive. They use key geographical markers as waypoints in getting back to base like a tree or a shed or anything that has a bearing on getting back safe and laden with nectar, often after a foraging trip miles away from the hive. Move the hive too far and the bees will just go back to were the hive 'used' to be and, well, expire I suppose.

Now this hive was moved more than 2 feet and considerably less than a mile so some of the older bees will have made thier way back to where the hive used to be. But G. placed another hive in its place so hopefully they have gone in there and started another colony. The remaining bees (the younger ones that have not yet left my hive or were about to) have been in and out of their new home all day gathering resources. I watched 'em. I could have sat there and watched 'em all day. One landed on my hand and said hello to his new Dad.

This is going to be the start of a wonderful relationship.

Tomorrow I will start and get my brand-spanking new bee hive set up and begin transferring the bee-laden frames over to that. G. can have his old hive back and then - I'm in business!

More soon...

Buzzzzzzzz!

It seems like ages since I completed my hives. They sit in the wriggly tin shed, patiently awaiting some occupancy.

The reason for the torturous delay has been thrift. Rather than going out to 'buy' some bees from an apiary, I have decided to acquire them from 'G' over at the adjacent plot.

His hives have had a hard winter and he's currently in the process of rebuilding them, getting in new nucleus's, queen cells etc, and allowing them to build up in numbers during this year to get his apiary back up to speed. He has six hives at the moment.

Anyway, yesterday I donned my virgin white bee-suit and broke out my brand new hive tool and smoker and ventured into G's apiary, more excited than nervous about my first close contact with so many bees.

Take me to your leader...

 You can laugh at the white wellies! 'G' didn't have wellies on, just sports shoes, and he paid the price. Bee stings all up the back of his legs! I stifled a laugh.

I was a bit amazed. As 'G' cracked open the first hive and I'd puffed smoke into the entrance and over the top of the frames, the pitch of the bees hum changed a bit. They didn't look or sound mad and I was remarkably calm (I wasn't sure how I'd react to be honest faced within inches of thousands of bees).

Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!

What we were looking for was the queen in this hive.

The idea, if I've understood it right, is this. 'G' has a nucleus hive (a small box containing up to five brood frames) into which he will place a couple of brood frames from a healthy hive. On these frames will be a queen cell and lots of eggs and grubs of other drone and worker bee cells.

(Left) capped off cells waiting to hatch, 
(mid) grubs in the making and 
(right) tiny eggs

We then take this nucleus, together with some bees from the healthy hive, over to my apiary and wait for the new queen to hatch. She'll then lay eggs for the new colony of bees. My bees.

A character trait to be bred out - 
gathering at the bottom of the frame

Unfortunately, there wasn't a viable queen cell yesterday to take so I've got to wait about ten days (checking regularly) to see if the bees in the hive will make one.

It was interesting to note that the temperament of the bees in each hive was slightly different. In one hive they were very placid bees, not really bothered by our interference, and in another they got very pissed off quite rapidly and bounced of the hood of my suit.

Despite the delay in getting my own little fellows, I realised that I have overcome what anxiety I may have had about handling bees. I was even putting my hands amongst them in the hive, gently touching them to get them to move so we could see the queen.

I've still got to clear Area 51 properly so I'll get onto that in the evenings this week to prepare for my bees arrival. Just got to be a bit more patient.

It's not like there aren't a million other jobs to do in the meantime.

Bzzzzzzzz.