|Mark Erlsten, on left, demonstrates to Jim the modern way to tap trees. Jim is |
faithful assistant, holding camera #2 for me :)
Because the roads had black ice patches, and because Jim reported many cars in ditches and hugging telephone poles earlier, I did not go to a class on Adobe Lighroom that I enrolled in at Mansfield Art Center. Since today's class was the intro and I do know a little bit about Lightroom, I am hoping to catch up next Saturday.
Because I don't have pictures from the party yet, today's post is an update on yesterday's visit to Erlsten's sugar camp. Unlike the more primitive conditions that Jim's aunt and uncle worked in, the Erlsten's camp is modern. For instance, instead of putting galvanize buckets (with lids) on spiles that were driven into the trees, Mark Elrsten uses plastic piping. It is gravity fed to a holding tank, saving the time it took Lester and Freeda to go around to each tree everyday and collect the sap. They used a horse hooked up to a sled for that part of the job. Seems charming to us, but I can only imagine the hard work involved.
In the picture above, Jim reminisces with Mark about his days of helping his uncle tap trees, and what a difference a few decades make :)
As maple season progresses I'll be putting up more pics, both from the Erlstens, the Nelsons, and even pics of us when we were young parents giving our small children a living history lesson on maple syrup.
And, again, Ladies and Gentlemen, it's Song Lyric Time,!
Truckin' by the Grateful Dead
..."Truckin', I'm a goin' home
whoa, whao baby back to where I belong"
These words seem appropriate because no matter the weather, I feel like I belong at the celebration of Ava coming into my life six years ago
Marcheta *a most loving Nana
As it turned out, we drove our car to Reynoldsburg, thanks to the wonderful job that Ohio road crews, from country to city, did to melt the ice and keep the snowdrifts at bay. There work is much appreciated!!