In summer 2012, we were setting up internet in the house. When the tech came out to set it up, he opened the box and realized it was filled with honey bees.
The tech guy said he had to call an exterminator to get rid of them, and I told him no, I was going to take care of it.
He gave me a number, and I called the exterminator, to hear what he was going to do, and he told me he was going to kill the whole hive instead of moving it.
I told him, I needed 10 days, and If was not able to do it, then I have to give up and let him into my yard.
I knew it had been a while since I had worked with my grandpa bees, and these were not like my grandpa’s.
We went down and got a couple of cigars, I knew the smoke would calm them down, but I also knew I couldn’t wear a net over my face while smoking, so I put my hat on, just to keep them out of my hair, and then I walked out in the back yard, to remove the honey from them.
My son was watching from my bedroom window, while I was running around out in the middle of 60.000 bees.
He said the whole yard was so dark of bees and he was surprised I didn’t get stung.
I didn’t, they were so gentle, let me remove the honey from the box, and in hope I might be able to locate the queen and move them somewhere else.
I walk in and out a couple of times, they didn’t follow me, but stayed, around the area of the box.
It was first when my son opened the back door thinking he wanted to come out and see, instead of looking from the inside, they went up in the air and started to fly in circles.
Not knowing he had come out, I could see on them, we were not alone, so I yell to him, to get in, now!!!
He barely managed to peak around the corner of the house, when he realized that big swarm of bees, he taken an aim after him, and he moved as fast as possible inside the house again.
I waited until they came back before walking in, he was in disbelief of what just happen.
“How can you walk around and not get stung, when I can barely walk out in the yard and I have them all after me?”
I told him the story from when I was a child, and it is just to understand them for what they are, and not be scared of them.
I told him he was more than welcome to come out again, but he had to cover up.
He smiled and shook his head, he was happy just watching it from inside.
Eventually I got all the honey and bees removed, they are now living in the top of a pole right above my yard, where no one can get hold on them, you can see how the honey is running down the pole during the summer time.
Eventually my son did come out, fully covered and really scared. I showed him how the bees if they like you, will do what my grandma called a “happy dance.”
10 days later, the exterminator called me, asking if I still needed help? I told him no, I have already moved them. He said, “I didn’t know you had the gear to go out to them?”
I replied, “Yup two cigars and a hat” He laughed he could have been scared even trying without fully covered up.
I told him, nahh they are friendly.