I'm exhausted. But what a great day.
Each of us took a sting. Our friend got his very first sting right on the nose (his veil fell against his face). Husbandman took one to the hand (no gloves) and I had one crawl up my pant leg and get me on the leg just as I was walking away with their honey. But other than that, and given that none of us really knew what we were doing too well, I'd say it went rather well.
Then came the fun part. In the future, we'll likely use a honey extractor so we don't have to destroy the comb, but this round given the state of the comb, we just cut it right out of the frames. We put it all into our big stainless steel milking pot. And I got to squeeze.
Bread Beckers will be happy to supply me with all my knowledge and material needs.