Bees, Bees, Bees Love em or hate em

[C-Bag]

What a tale Frank. There is nothing like doing battle with Mother Nature. And even loaded for bear things can go schwangle. Sounds like a confrontation of biblical proportions in your case. Africanized bees and fire ants are terrifying. And I have no doubt there would have been a very bad outcome if you'd not gotten the hell outa Dodge when you did. The 50's Buck Rogers spacesuit brain pic was priceless. That's crazy you've gone to such extent and there was still some bees left! But that are the perils of moving to the boonies.

We lived in the middle of several huge tracts of walnut groves and between being invaded every time they watered the grove by armies of gophers and swarms of carpenter ants. The only aggressive species is this wasp that makes its hives underground. In the mountains we called them meat bees because if you were eating any kind of meat they would land on it and start munching away. Down in the flatlands they weren't as prevalent but way more aggressive. I moved a garden cart under a tree and walked away and all the sudden felt like I'd put spark plug wire on belly. I grabbed my tee shirt and there was something squirming around and bam, got zapped again! I think they bite, not sting. And they don't just land on exposed skin they go under clothing then start in. About that time I realized there were several under my t shirt and shorts, at least 3 or 4. I'm sure my neighbors got a kick out of seeing me spin and gyrate ripping off clothes while dashing for the house. I didn't have suit like yours and with them so close to the house it was tough to deal with because if you messed with them you couldn't go outside. Finally the caretaker of the ranch came by with something old and deadly laying around and put it down the hole and got rid of them.

I hope your A-bees are gone and your move to new digs goes smoothly.