We're very fortunate to call Northern Virginia home. The nation's capital is a short ride to the east and countryside and farm land is a short ride to our west. We work in urban, suburban and rural areas. Today our crew chief and I gambled on the pending rain and headed west with our last job of the day in rural Remington VA.
Here are the obligatory before and after pictures of the farmhouse: (cont. below......)
There was a bit of hazardous duty to contend with, right beside the house. And since we did a house wash for these great folks, yours truly had to get up close and personal with these little guys. It's amazing how brave you can feel when waiving 3000 PSI at 8 GPM around The middle hive got a little agitated and I had to back off for a while so they'd settle down. Meanwhile I'd been given very detailed and specific instructions from the beek keeper's wife: "If they swarm after you, duck your head and run real fast in to the house. I've left all of the doors unlocked for you. " Yikes.......
No stings. BTW - 'Easy E', AKA el Spiderman was on the roof and would have had a bit more of a challenge getting in one of those unlocked doors quickly. Then again, I've seen him come off of a roof in record time after a bunch of yellow jackets started tagging him. (The bucket of a bucket truck is no place to be when there are angry bees involved.)
Here's where it gets really good, at least for me and 'E'. The lady of the house comes outside with a small bowl and two spoons, and literally puts a spoon full of fresh, raw and warm from the hive honey in mouth and did the same to E with the other spoon. The look on her face was awesome as she watched our faces waiting for our expressions. The best tasting honey one could ever dream of.
A little later she comes out and asks 'do you like dill pickles?'. The next thing I know E and I are each enjoying an ice cold, crunchy, country-home-canned pickle.
We're not done yet!! She came around a little later and asked if we liked watermelon. Organic, home grown sugar babies to be specific.
To sum it all up, Kentucky's Turtle Man out in Gary's neck of the woods often gets compensated with some interesting things. It was nothing compared to our compensation for this fun job out in rural Remington VA:
A handsome check with a handsome monetary tip.
A sugar baby watermelon x2
A jar of the best darned pickles you could ever ask for x2
And a jar of still warm from the hive, raw/organic honey x2
E hopped in the F250 and me in the F450 with our goodies in hand, wondering who would pop open their jar of pickes first on the way home. What a great way to spend the day! I love my job