Top bar

Up early and off to Corsock for a top bar beehive course. Being almost entirely brain dead, I misread the start time and got there for 9 - an hour early.

I took a short drive across the moor to Moniaive. Lovely.

The course itself was a little underwhelming, though the bee man clearly knew his stuff. The biggest disappointment was that he didn't have my bees, because someone popped up the hill last week and relieved him of 13 grands worth!

So, I'll have to go back and get them once the weather is warm enough for Scottish queens to mate. Oh, joy.