So today we wandered into 🐅 country. We keep the two smallest apiaries we have 2 to 2 1/2 hours from home. They are purely there because the honey is lovely, but uneconomic, and the drive is always an adventure. A bus mans holiday. Our hobby hives!
An hour on increasingly smaller tar seal followed by a (sometimes) metal one lane “road” with lots of care round corners. Then 40 ish minutes following the Wild & Scenic Motu river on farm tracks with all the gates A bit of track scouring and a couple of small water courses. (Sometimes big chats with our farmers who we’ve know for decades.)
I count Weka, himself scans the hills for wild life, mainly deer. He also does a bit of “truck” farming. (Having spent the majority of his working life chasing stock, he’s an expert truck farmer.)
These hives are special. They shouldn’t be there, it’s too cold and too wet, they get the least attention, and mostly they thrive, they get a bit of raw sugar chucked at them and thats about it. There’s no hives within at least 5 kms most of the time.
Its always a 12 hour round trip, to allow for travel, and an exceptional picnic in amazing surroundings, today the robins were really noisy as well as the tui. The wood pigeons were zooming between the trees at low levels sounding like bombers. Whats not to like.
I’m now baby sitting (the babies are asleep) while Daley and Chris move their poly hives back to their apiaries. Sleeping 💤 is over rated!
All and all it’s been a lovely day. The bees were happy, and not up 🌳.