Making Maple Syrup II: Collecting
Posted on 06. Apr, 2010 by Tonia in Flock
When all the trees are tapped, we wait for the buckets to fill with sap. Some years, when the weather is right, we’ll need to collect twice a day, because the sap is flowing so fast.
The ideal weather for a good sap run only happens during a small window of time every spring {usually lasting a week}. It needs to freeze at night, and then warm up to about 50 degrees during the day. This is a tricky weather combination, but the best syrup is made during this window- a beautiful amber color and buttery taste. Earlier in the spring, the syrup turns out very light in color, and less flavorful. Later in the spring, the syrup is darker and thicker. You know the season is over once you start seeing bugs floating in the sap when you go to collect it.
As I explained here, we don’t tap as many trees as we used to, because we do all the collection on foot now. Instead of using horses to pull a sleigh with a tank on it, we now set up “collection stations” throughout the woods {large Tupperware bins}, and we dump the sap into these bins.
The sap gets funnelled through hoses down to an underground holding tank. It’s kept cold in there until we have enough to boil. Since sap only has about 2% sugar content, it can take about 40-50 gallons of sap to make one gallon of syrup. Our evaporator is very large, so we need at least 300 gallons of sap before we start boiling, or else we run the risk of burning the syrup in the pan.

A quick synopsis of how maple syrup is made can be found here, along with some neat old photos.

Our “maple mascots”, Charlie Brown and Schroeder, keep a look-out for us while we work.


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mamamouseiam
06. Apr, 2010
Great memories!
Another Haiku (You know me. Always up for a little Haiku-ing!):
Towering maples
surrender their clear sweet sap
a gift of nature.