life with beekeeping, i started with one, starting with one, from my dad i inherited one of the same vetlovsnknown to either literature or practice; these hives were labored for platforms, the goal was pursued at the shortest distance, young people who use such angles. follow this path, try to fulfill your plans, nothing will fall from the sky, nothing will come for nothing , you have to work, if you achieve anything , in order to territory, because also, without choosing , without examining the place, you can’t pull the platform, naturally, i lived there in that korotich zone and... no further, because, hello, swamps, swamps and off-road conditions did not allow us to get here with bees, we could drive with heavy equipment, or say, a motorcycle, a bicycle, alone somewhere in the forest, but in those days they cut up, filled up this road along which we were traveling, and also, it was built for the purpose of logging, but it turned out that it was good for everyone, this road gave, gave life to beekeepers, and berry pickers, and mushroom pickers, i, as a beekeeper, have no time to deal with