We used to make our own maple syrup. We had a yard full of beautiful sugar maples. Ken's dad would do all the tapping and boiling. We had large blue bags hanging on each tree. It's been many years since we lived on DeWoody Road. I've had to import and plant my own sugar maples where ever we lived since then. (It's my favorite tree. The leaves are the most incredible orange each fall.) The younger half of our family never got in on all of that.
So recently we went on a field trip to Lake Geneva to see maple syrup being made.
The incredibly huge homes that surround the lake.
Anna and Robby drilling the trees.
They didn't use bags to gather syrup, but tubes! This is impressive.
In the boiling room the excess liquid is boiled off. It was so steamy in there that the pictures didn't turn out. This is the only one where you can see anything at all.
At the end of the tour everyone warmed up with drinks and cookies. =)
Our group of kids.
After the field trip the kids had the opportunity to just play on the beautiful grounds.
Looks almost irresistible.
Yes this does belong to the camp's chef!
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