We arrived home this afternoon and discovered we had some hornets or wasps swarming on the patio. What? When did they arrive? Do they have a hive? Crap can you imagine what it would cost to have an exterminator come on a holiday weekend? Oh damn I can’t let them get into my walls or attic. Crap my oldest is allergic to the damn things was the among the things that ran through my road weary mind.
Luckily I remember some of the stuff my uncle did when he raised bees when I was a kid. A little knowledge is a dangerous thing I have been told.
A quick run to Home Crepot for bug spray and 2 cans of wasp hive killer (I thought it was wasps when I first saw them).
I get home and the kids run and tell Mom I am in Carl mode again. When I get rid of pests I really get rid of them. They usually have a laugh or two at my expense.
Safety first. I start with a pair of sweats and sweat shirt tucked in. Then a pair of tube socks, drawing them up tight over the bottom of the pant leg. I repeat for a second layer. I put on the double layer of “beanie” caps the boys had for skiing. I get the welder gloves with the elastic wrists and cover up the sweat shirt sleeves. Kath refused to let me dig out her veil so I had some exposed skin. They are in hysterics…the fraz looks like the Michelin man at this point. Having been stung by several wasps as a kid I was not taking chances. Did I tell you it was over 100?
Damn I get out to the patio and the swarm is thicker. I get the garden hose bug sprayer out and start misting the flying bug stuff. Little impact. So far no swarms chasing me so all is well I guess.
I get the first of the hive bombs and saturate the bar and underside of the ledge as that is where they seem to be concentrated. Hundreds start flying out and crashing. Progress. We have gone from hundreds of bees to a few dozen so I get brave. I open the door to the storage area of the bar. MISTAKE. Hundreds of buzzing critters all over the freaking place and they weren’t happy to see the door opening.
As luck would have it I had can number two ready and stepped back and opened fire inside the bar. The can ran out about the same time the last bee flying was moving. Suddenly these giant balls of bugs just started rolling out onto the ground. I got my first close look at what they were.
Oh damn, they were bees. There were honey combs under construction. I really don’t know what I would have done differently as two of my kids are allergic to stings so there was an urgency to eliminate and ask questions later. My preference would not to have taken out a hive of bees though.
The cost? 9 bucks for the flying insect and pest spray. 3 bucks a can for the hive bomb. Total 15 to be rid them. Priceless entertainment for the fam, again. At least the pests are gone.