Architecture 102

Unfortunately the 'Bekker Life' hasn't been particularly eventful.  Today, Saturday we had the dilemma of whether or not we should go on the Juan de Fuca wilderness trail.  The weather started out decent.  Monday was going to be sunny and then Tuesday and Wednesday was going to be a little rainy.  This morning however, we woke up thinking we were gonna go, only to find out Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday were going to be rainy.  A big bummer!  Too many times we switched from going on the trip to we shouldn'tgo and back again.  I guess it mostly all worked out for the good.
My sisters and friend didn't end up getting away from here until 2:00 so that would have made a very late night.  As well, back to the topic, I never would have ended up finding the queen ant that led me to my second post on ants.
Yesterday I decided to take a break from the hectic household that our home had become due to my two sisters, their/my (our) friend, and my energetic Nana.  I had just finished digging in two fence posts and as I opened the door I realized no one noticed I was gone and no one noticed the door open.  So, without attracting unnecessary attention that would turn MY walk into a walk along the highway, I quietly shut the door and jumped on my bike.  My idea was to visit a tree that in the spring a couple years back I had seen a swarm of juvenile queen ants.  My ant farm had recently been emptied due to the extremely quick mass extinction of my red ants.  I guess ants need oxygen too.  I definitely learned a few good lessons on ant farming.
To embark on my journey I went up the road on my bike to a little side road that carried on another 100 meters into the bush.  I rode the bike as far as I could and then jumped off and bushwhacked.  It was a gorgeous day for a walk.  The wind was howling and only a few drops of rain were falling from the sky.  The temperature was probably somewhere around 15 degrees which felt wonderful as I jogged lightly through some farmer's field.  After only a short time I decided that it was probably getting close to supper time.  I was on my way back when I noticed a short log overturned and a little bit of sawdust stuff underneath.  I turned over the log to find a few carpenter ants scurry out from a hole.  I was joyful.
So now today I went back to get my ants.  At first I just went back with a yogurt container and I soon realized that the container would be insufficient.  I ran/biked back home to get a garbage bag and a saw.  I was going to get those ants.  I returned back at the nest 15 minutes later breathing hard.  I immediately went to work sawing away.  The ants really didn't like the vibration caused by the saw as i could see them scurrying out of the hole carrying larva and generally giving the appearance of someone whose house is being ripped apart.  Two saw cuts later and i had a two foot section of log in the garbage bag.  For some reason it looked like all the ants moved out.  I decided I needed to come back with something good so I dug around a little more.  To my extreme excitement I discovered more rotting sticks in the ground that housed many more ants.  I picked up a few pieces and I was off.  The trip back home was kind of hard seeing how I had a garbage bag that weighed near 10 pounds and I had to bike home.
When i got home I shook the ants out of their wooden nest and found that a very large ant was at the bottom of the container.  My heart quickened a few beats as I thought, "Did I finally actually get the queen."  I put the ants in the farm and my hopes were reassured when I looked again.  I definitely got the queen this time.  This nearly wraps up my architecture 102 course.  In the end i learned that carpenter ants make their home in rotten wood, not sand.  My ant farm is not best for rotten wood.  Hopefully these ants learn how to dig in sand!  Will definitely post again on the welfare of my new queen.