Randy seems to know all the bee trees in the county. I asked him if he thought hanging a bait hive up a certain logging road would be permissible with the owners. He said “There’s no bees up there. What you ought to do, is hang it at (a not to be disclosed) wayside. There’s a bee tree there.” Deep in the middle of a shaded grove of Myrtlewood trees was a bee tree. It was spotted by a picnicker who was interested in what I was doing. About 20-25 feet (6-8 meters) up was a bunch of bee activity. I chose a tree about 50 feet (15 meters) away facing the river to hang the bait hive after baiting it with old comb and LGO. The family of picnickers and their kids were excited to learn the plight of the bees and what backyard beekeepers are doing to help out.
It’s not as pretty as Bernhard Zaunreiter‘s, but hopefully it’ll do the job.
Updated to “Kicked out of State Park.”