Mistake number one: We strapped these boxes together before we blocked the entrance. This brought the bees out in force to see what was disturbing their previously rarely disturbed box.
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Julia's husband and friend put on the strap, ratcheted it tight, and we left it for a bit so the bees could calm down a little.
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Then Julia's husband and her sister's friend, suited up and all prepared, carried the hive to the back of Ron (the friend's) truck.
The beehive had had a rotten bottom board which we replaced on our earlier visit. Without the strong wood of the bottom board we would not have been able to staple the #8 hardware cloth to block the entrance.
This was the first hive we loaded onto Ron's truck for delivery to Julia's backyard.
You are so brave lol I couldn't do it!
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