tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82805057285791201892024-03-12T16:44:56.451-07:00Growing organic hopsMusings of a biologist turned organic hop farmer.bitterbine_samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18001009612940628188noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8280505728579120189.post-36456197240082753222013-03-25T10:14:00.000-07:002017-04-03T23:27:08.849-07:00Rhizomeville - the gift that keeps on givingWell, it's spring again!<br />
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This really doesn't matter to the hop farmer though, because our work never ends. Spring, summer, fall, or winter....there is always something to work on at the farm. </div>
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The above obligatory farmer gripe is well justified because we began pulling rhizomes out of the ground on March 9th while the rest of Canada was still under the strong, frigid grip of winter. Lillooet has been <a href="http://www.weatheroffice.gc.ca/city/pages/bc-28_metric_e.html" target="_blank">crazy hot</a> over the past few weeks, hitting 16 degrees Celsius as these daily highs begin to warm the soil's surface awakening the underground stems. </div>
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Yes, you heard right - underground stems. But why heck are stems growing underground? I don't know, I'm an ornithologist, not a botanist (Read more <a href="http://onlinelibrary.wiley.com/doi/10.1111/j.1600-048X.2013.05828.x/references" target="_blank">here </a>about our research group's most recent work on the amiable <a href="http://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/yellow_warbler/lifehistory" target="_blank">Yellow Warbler</a>). But what I do know is that this growth strategy is shared by other plant species, such as the familiar ginger plant and the irises you mom used to plant in your front yard. </div>
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Question #2: Why are we hard at work pulling these out of the ground? Excellent question. Well, the answer is simple: Our friends at <a href="http://leftfieldstore.crannogales.com/catalogue.html" target="_blank">Left Fields</a> organic farm in Sorrento, BC asked for some - I mean, a lot. Seems people across Canada have been in search of these odd little pieces of plant material with spectacular growth potential for quite some time. From the small-time gardener to the upstart organic hop farmer, rhizomes are the first place to start if you want to grow hops yourself or if you just want to enjoy their unique growing habit on the south-facing side of your domicile. <br />
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The folks behind Left Fields, Rebecca Kneen and Brian MacIsaac, are perhaps best known for their on-site organic farm brewery called <a href="http://www.crannogales.com/" target="_blank">Crannog </a>Ales. But they are quickly becoming equally well-known for their propensity to get hop rhizomes into the hands of botanophiles across the country. Here at Bitterbine, we are direct suppliers of certified organic rhizomes (<a href="http://www.pacscertifiedorganic.ca/index.html" target="_blank">PACS #16-487</a>) to Left Fields. We dig, they distribute, people grow.<br />
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Keep checking back because this hop farmer has plenty more to report on...including the first tranche of <a href="http://www.hopshoots.com/" target="_blank">hop shoots</a> to be picked and shipped to fine restaurants around Vancouver. </div>
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</div><div>We have never really witnessed the speed at which these pests can progress so it came as a surprise that in one week's time, a few localized outbreaks had impacted our plants significantly. Tim being the insect man, already had the answer. Unfortunately, he was the only one who could pronounce it: <i><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phytoseiulus">Phytoseiulus persimilis</a>.</i></div><div><i><br />
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</div>bitterbine_samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18001009612940628188noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8280505728579120189.post-50301406191667680732010-09-07T22:20:00.000-07:002010-09-07T22:25:47.115-07:002000 strings of coir on the trellis, 2000 strings of coir...<div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img alt="Farmhand Ale" height="320" src="http://driftwoodbeer.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/product-photo-farmhand.png" width="183" /></div><br />
I don't want to be that blogger who always apologizes when a few months have past since publishing their last post - so I won't.<br />
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Let's get down to business. My inspiration tonight happens to be a fine bottle of <a href="http://driftwoodbeer.com/beers/farmhand-ale/">Farmhand Ale</a> by Driftwood Brewery out of Victoria, BC. We have yet to strike a deal with the folks over at Driftwood re: hops sales, but we think they are the forward-thinking chaps who would entertain such a transaction. Lord knows, there will be enough hops to go 'round this harvest season. Rewind...<br />
It was the first weekend in May when the potted plants went into the ground (<a href="http://bitterbinehops.blogspot.com/2010/06/hopateers.html">that post</a>) and by the third week in May, many of the bines needed to be trained.<br />
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Coir - we purchased two bales of the coconut stuff from a distributor based out of Washington. Approximately 5000 strings fit into the bulky shipment, whose origins can be sourced back to Sri Lanka. Coir twine is one of many useful products made from the byproducts of the coconut industry. Lucky for us, this fibre is cheap, strong, and organic. It will break down in the compost along with the waste hop material after harvest.<br />
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The bales are neatly bundled together in 100 string bundles, each of which measures 20'6" - enough extra length for knotting the strings atop out 18' trellis and anchoring them into the ground.<br />
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I grabbed a few strings and hiked myself up to the top of the orchard ladder to figure out how they should be tied to the trellis. I'm confident there is a knot out there already invented for just such a task, but I'm not aware of it. Instead, this is the one I devised:<br />
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When the knot is cinched, it holds in place and doesn't slide along the wire.<br />
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Now that the knot was figured out, I realized that walking up the ladder with a handful of coir and tying three or four at a time before having to move the ladder was not an efficient use of my time. Where's Hal? He will have a solution for our little predicament. Our neighbour Hal is always thinking. And while I was screwing around with the ladder and making next to no progress, Hal was thinking, "Why don't those boys move the ladder with their brand new tractor?". And so it was done.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/TIccflWYrCI/AAAAAAAAAXI/sLObB_CWNsk/s1600/016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/TIccflWYrCI/AAAAAAAAAXI/sLObB_CWNsk/s320/016.jpg" /></a></div>When we load up 100 strings to the top of the ladder, tying strings is fast and efficient. Although, this worked well for us in 2010, we have an even more skookum method devised to make stringing even faster - with two people tying at one time. We'll save that for 2011.bitterbine_samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18001009612940628188noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8280505728579120189.post-56632167162812457712010-06-17T15:59:00.000-07:002010-06-17T16:00:45.994-07:00Faith and Uncertainty in Hops FarmingI came across this video that was taken at the <a href="http://www.coloradoorganichops.com/">Rising Sun Farms</a> of Colorado, one of only a handful of hop farms in the United States growing organically. A late spring hail storm caused serious damage to this 9-10 acre hopyard.<br />
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This video is heartbreaking to watch, particularly to the fellow hop grower. As noted in the video, most of the tender hop shoots were broken from the hail storm, which is likely to stunt the growth of the entire hopyard. One of the comments on the video came from another experienced grower who mentions new shoots will develop just below where it was damaged and continue to grow upwards. True - but such damage is likely to reduce yields significantly, not to mention the additional labour required for retraining the bines.<br />
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At our hopyard, we notice that hop plants respond to broken shoots by initiating secondary shoots along the entire bine. Unless these shoots are pruned, dozens will develop simultaneously, creating a bushy like appearance below the point of damage.<br />
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From the plant's perspective, this makes sense. As a survival strategy, an explosion of new shoots ensures at least a few bines latch on to the climbing substrate to continue their vertical trajectory. From the perspective of the farmer, this is simply unnecessary vegetative growth and an inefficient use of available nitrogen. The solution, as we have discovered, is to prune all other side shoots except for ONE just below where the damage occurred. The plant then concentrates its energy into developing this single shoot. This should be done as soon as possible to encourage this single shoot and discourage continued growth of other side shoots.<br />
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In any unavoidable disaster such as the one at Rising Sun Farms, its always a good idea to have a few cold ones in the fridge to lessen the blow. Best of luck to those growers in Colorado!bitterbine_samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18001009612940628188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8280505728579120189.post-6921306433263981522010-06-08T12:20:00.000-07:002010-06-08T12:20:18.090-07:00HopateersApril was coming to a close and our seven hundred and fifty-nine hops needed to be planted. I also needed to celebrate my 30th birthday. Light bulb moment. Plan a planting party for the first weekend in May with everyone I know. What an idea! Don't bring gifts just bring your enthousiasm for digging holes! This could have been a tough sell but fortunately I convinced 18 friends from Vancouver who made the trek over the Duffy or through the Fraser Canyon, while pushing through high elevation snow flurries and avoiding unexpected roadside ungulates, respectively. Include the brothers et al from Whistler (5) and a peppering of our limited local contacts (4) and we had a serious party on our hands!<br />
After distributing a few dozen cups of coffee around and rousing a few stragglers from their tents, we began prepping the field. This turned out to be a larger task than we we thought. Fifteen rows needed to be tilled up, cleared of surface rocks, 150 tractor buckets of <a href="http://bitterbinehops.blogspot.com/2010/05/composting-101.html">compost</a> needed to be spread, and of course, the planting.<br />
Hal worked the Woods rototiller in a not-so-traditional fashion by working one 5' section at a time across the field. A dedicated Heather assisted Hal in keeping within the planned rows.<br />
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With the soil loosened, myself and a few well-trained tractor operators started depleting our massive compost pile one bucket load at a time. At this point, the compost had been breaking down for just two months and microbial activity had slowed producing a fine organic blend ready to add to the hop yard.<br />
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The storm clouds started to develop by mid-afternoon and it appeared as though my sunny weekend guarantee was going to backfire in my face. Backfire with hail, to be specific. The change in weather was marked by a strong wind gusts twisting around the confluence of the Cayoosh and Fraser Rivers.<br />
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Workers rested on their shovels to witness the change in atmospheric energy and contemplated returning to the shack to change into more weather-proof apparel. This was a good idea, as a rain shower turned into hail and back to rain. Despite the terrible conditions, there was a cheery mood in the air with the crew donning their uniquely-coloured rain jackets!<br />
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By this time, we were ready to get the plants into the ground. What better tool to use than the classic maddock?<br />
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We spaced the holes 3.5' apart and filled them with organic amendments including bone meal, kelp meal, canola meal, and ash collected from burned ponderosa pines from around the property.<br />
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Productivity did eventually slow to a stand still but only after the entire acre was prepped and about 300 hops were planted into the ground. Job well done! Silliness ensued...<br />
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<a href="http://www.klickitatcounty.org/solidwaste/fileshtml/organics/compostcalc.htm">http://www.klickitatcounty.org/solidwaste/fileshtml/organics/compostcalc.htm</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.klickitatcounty.org/solidwaste/fileshtml/organics/compostcalc.htm"></a>We opted for simplicity on our first attempt with alfalfa hay (carbon source) and horse manure (nitrogen source) as the sole ingredients. We sourced the hay from Texas Creek Ranch and have to thank Ekhard for graciously donating some old, broken down bails and the manure came from our neighbour who boards horses and had accumulated quite a bit over the winter. <br />
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Like making the world's largest lasagna, we spread thin layers of hay with scoops of manure, trying to water the layers along the way until we ran out of ingredients. Oh, I forgot to mention that Tim collected a dozen garbage bags of oak leaves he stole from a local Vancouver park near his house - he seemed to think the mold on the leaves would inoculate the pile to initiate the composting process. After covering the massive pile with tarps, we let microbiology take over.<br />
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Compost piles of such epic proportions, require mixing tongs of the hydraulic variety so when we were installing the poles, we took a moment to have Jason stir the stinking pile.<br />
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Of course, we recorded the temperature of the pile periodically over the 5 week period to ensure that weed seed would not germinate, kill pathogens, and to comply with the standards with certified organic protocols.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>bitterbine_samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18001009612940628188noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8280505728579120189.post-38029487331466655592010-05-05T11:20:00.001-07:002010-05-11T16:10:34.681-07:00Trellis Triumphant<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S-NiYSNVwDI/AAAAAAAAANU/SkKYqP9cPBI/s1600/March+2010+022.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S-NiYSNVwDI/AAAAAAAAANU/SkKYqP9cPBI/s320/March+2010+022.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468322541902086194" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S-NhP8Y4oEI/AAAAAAAAANM/OfGqf8IdFs8/s1600/March+2010+024.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S-NhP8Y4oEI/AAAAAAAAANM/OfGqf8IdFs8/s320/March+2010+024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468321299094347842" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S-NffB7hsqI/AAAAAAAAANE/yhDEqtGbPAQ/s1600/007.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S-NffB7hsqI/AAAAAAAAANE/yhDEqtGbPAQ/s320/007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468319359256605346" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S-NfVD4CnhI/AAAAAAAAAM8/L0ukRQM344c/s1600/010.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S-NfVD4CnhI/AAAAAAAAAM8/L0ukRQM344c/s320/010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468319187980164626" /></a><br />So much has happened in the last few months at the farm I don't know where to start! Spring has sprung forward like a jack-in-the-box and all of a sudden we find ourselves tending to second year hops planted under an almost-finished one-acre trellis! How did that happen!? <div><br /></div><div>Let's take a few steps back:</div><div><br /></div><div>We tried to install all the trellis poles last fall but an early winter caused us to rethink our schedule. So as soon as the ground thawed the first week of March, we were eager to complete the 88-pole trellis. We called up Jason and he was quick to return, this time with a Deere 50C excavator. Not too big not too small, this machine proved to be far more effective than a power auger. There's just no way an auger would be able to penetrate the aggregate rock we discovered at depths of about 3' and sometimes shallower. </div><div><br /></div><div>Working quickly, we were able to sink one pole every 5-10 minutes. With the interior poles complete, we could now even out the lumps and bumps of the hop yard. Our budget solution was to drag a grader blade up, down, and across the rows from behind our F150. The blade was fixed to an old towing V and chained to the the truck hitch and we were off to the races in fine 'Chariots of Fire' style. </div><div><br /></div><div>In my next post, I'll fill you in on all things compost... </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Tim in the F150 discovering a wee dip in the terrain with Jason quick to the rescue!</div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dySjhiswpDCc5VIZlPRpmwwHvIaJMn9NFOC2duQuNxe6lS_bSeoKw8OA06T7USzE46gLNGMzWmXIc4D56NB7g' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>bitterbine_samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18001009612940628188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8280505728579120189.post-45409647545167972402010-03-05T16:12:00.000-08:002010-04-12T18:57:19.091-07:00A Monday Morning Hike<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S8PO-zLJpfI/AAAAAAAAAMw/l2AuM893PC0/s1600/Google_Earth_FR1.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S8PO-zLJpfI/AAAAAAAAAMw/l2AuM893PC0/s320/Google_Earth_FR1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459434751587362290" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S8PKWrW1AaI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Y-m_WhRK60I/s1600/IMG_5006.jpg"><span><span></span></span><img style="text-align: right;float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S8PKWrW1AaI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Y-m_WhRK60I/s320/IMG_5006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459429664247579042" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S8PKEo5dnwI/AAAAAAAAAMc/6l1KMecIAs4/s1600/IMG_5021.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S8PKEo5dnwI/AAAAAAAAAMc/6l1KMecIAs4/s320/IMG_5021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459429354349895426" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S8PJ7RBJa0I/AAAAAAAAAMU/-bhRsP0nEyI/s1600/IMG_5005.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S8PJ7RBJa0I/AAAAAAAAAMU/-bhRsP0nEyI/s320/IMG_5005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459429193320852290" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S8PIhpWJnVI/AAAAAAAAAMM/HRStGPCvf6I/s1600/IMG_4977.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S8PIhpWJnVI/AAAAAAAAAMM/HRStGPCvf6I/s320/IMG_4977.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459427653663169874" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S5ie06gJTaI/AAAAAAAAALM/lMjFwjKzWMQ/s1600-h/IMG_5057.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S5ie06gJTaI/AAAAAAAAALM/lMjFwjKzWMQ/s320/IMG_5057.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447278381199084962" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S5iaWwGRO_I/AAAAAAAAALA/mDzzL_FQubA/s1600-h/Google_Earth_FR.jpg"><span><span></span></span><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S5iaWwGRO_I/AAAAAAAAALA/mDzzL_FQubA/s320/Google_Earth_FR.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447273464963611634" /></a><br />With no pressing duties on the farm, it was finally time to go and explore our Majesty's hinterland. Just a few steps out the door and I was already on Crown Land rapidly climbing in elevation towards a destination I have been wanting to climb for over a year - Fountain Ridge. <div><br /></div><div>This ridge is more entertaining than NBC's Thursday night Must See TV. Seriously, I would prefer to watch the ridge for half an hour than an episode of <i>30 Rock </i>any day! There's just so much going on up there. For starters, its a magnet for raptors. Ravens use the steep precipice a place of worship, congregating there at sundown on random summer evenings. At least two pairs of red-tailed hawks have hooked up and are nesting on its slopes. Bald Eagles are often seen harassing these Red-tails for no good reason. Did I mention Golden Eagles, the Schwarzenegger of raptors!? Yup, there is one hanging out here, too. And at night, Great-horned and Barred Owls can be heard hooting their familiar calls half way up the slope. </div><div><br /></div><div>Fountain Ridge has been tempting me for over a year. While taking a break to stretch my back or take a breather from the monotonous tasks of a hopyard, I often look up at the ridge and think, "I need to get up there". Well, I finally did. With just a backpack, a few granola bars, water, binoculars, camera, and cell phone (its GPS allows me to see my current position on Google maps - very cool) I managed to reach the top in 2.5 hours with plenty of stops. Its amazing what 2000 vertical feet will do to a view! My first impression was: Lillooet looks infinitely more cool from up here. I was also able to get a bird's eye view of our hop farm and scout out where we could put in the next few acres of hops. </div><div><br /></div><div>Despite the brilliant February sun, it didn't take too long before a chill came over me. So after taking a quick call from my sister and answering a few emails on my new smartphone (just for novelty sake), I headed back down. My descent was expedited with the help of a massive scree slope extending from the ridge top. I tried to imagine the scree was Whistler powder and my boot soles had skis attached to them and slid to its base in a mere 20 minutes. That was fun! </div><div><br /></div>bitterbine_samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18001009612940628188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8280505728579120189.post-32558922111069762292010-02-03T21:31:00.000-08:002010-02-10T15:46:49.629-08:00Fighting fire with fireIt's the dead of winter here at the farm but images of blazing wildfires from the previous summer are still fresh in our minds. <div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S3M_y5aX_aI/AAAAAAAAAIk/0qupRF49hkA/s1600-h/IMG_4806.jpg"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S3M_y5aX_aI/AAAAAAAAAIk/0qupRF49hkA/s320/IMG_4806.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436759318803774882" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Luckily, our farm is situated on the east side of the Fraser River which provided a buffer of safety from the infamous infernos that made Lillooet a household name during the summer of 2009. However, we realized this was a relatively fragile buffer after witnessing charred pieces of woody debris falling from the sky onto our property. </div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S3NCQqPvIEI/AAAAAAAAAIs/rdSWSwu6lZU/s320/July_Aug2009+370.jpg" /></div><div><br /></div><div>Smoke plumes from the wildfire were ejecting this debris thousands of feet into the sky only to fall back to the earth many kilometres away. If only one still contained embers, it could initiate a new fire wherever it fell. </div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S3NDLWWmdvI/AAAAAAAAAI0/LmTSnzjDqDw/s320/Sept2009+100.jpg" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>This got us thinking about how to better protect our property from future blazes. After all, the pine beetle had ravaged most of our ponderosa pines, leaving hundreds dead like giant matchsticks just waiting for a spark.</div><div><div><br /></div><div><div>So in mid-January with a nice layer of snow on the ground, we set forth into the nearby Ponderosa patch with our new favourite farm gadget, the Stihl Farm Hand chainsaw to 'reduce the fuel load'. </div><div><br /></div><div>The blue stain of the wood is indicative of a pine beetle infestation and is created not by the pine beetle but a fungus carried in its mouth parts. When the beetle bores into the wood, the fungus spreads throughout the tree constricting the flow of water and nutrients which eventually contributes to the death of the plant! </div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S2pq_SJKVXI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/R6PMYpjAr8k/s320/IMG_4799.jpg" /><br /><div><br /></div><div>We then set ablaze a number of large piles of debris from the fallen trees. This one was especially impressive!</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S3M8NlKHVNI/AAAAAAAAAIc/PaaotDon6b4/s320/IMG_4813.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436755379176821970" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div>The resultant ash from these fires will be scattered to other areas of the property to encourage establishment and growth of native deciduous vegetation to attract wildlife and migratory songbirds, in particular. The foliage of showberry, maple, dogwood, and rose provides opportunities to glean for insects as well as cover during breeding and migration. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div> </div></div></div></div>bitterbine_samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18001009612940628188noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8280505728579120189.post-70772299083829927652010-01-18T13:20:00.000-08:002010-01-19T00:35:59.586-08:00The Big Freeze & The Big Bad Trellis<div style="text-align: center;">Here at Bitterbine Farm/Ranch (we haven't quite figured out which description best describes our 18 acres...) we bring in the New Year with a half-finished trellis for the one-acre hop yard. There has been a Herculean effort by friends and family during the fall to get us to this stage. The majority of their sweat was poured into making the 88 hand-made cedar poles - the cellulose bones of the trellis system.</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S1VoX4ZBiWI/AAAAAAAAAGA/j6_8lat06kc/s320/IMG_4533.jpg" /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S1VpSKlKahI/AAAAAAAAAGg/2RsKB8LCW1E/s1600-h/IMG_4553.jpg"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S1VpSKlKahI/AAAAAAAAAGg/2RsKB8LCW1E/s320/IMG_4553.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428360686663789074" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><div>After getting a much-needed tutorial from our neighbour Hal on the ins-and-outs of working with such massive raw timber, we pulled out or brand new Stihl Farmhand Chainsaw and started cutting the cedar timber to size.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S1VomW75ATI/AAAAAAAAAGI/MfXGEYN13cI/s1600-h/IMG_4541.jpg"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S1VomW75ATI/AAAAAAAAAGI/MfXGEYN13cI/s320/IMG_4541.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428359934066098482" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>We found it fitting that much or our Lumberjack work occurred during the month of Movember while Tim and I were sporting our magnificent moustaches, which brought in hundreds of dollars for Prostate Cancer research! </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S1Vo4wxF-TI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/9_nP6PrjEj8/s1600-h/IMG_4608.jpg"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S1Vo4wxF-TI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/9_nP6PrjEj8/s320/IMG_4608.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428360250237778226" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S1VpCX-sRiI/AAAAAAAAAGY/rhA7p0na4E4/s1600-h/IMG_4532.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S1VpCX-sRiI/AAAAAAAAAGY/rhA7p0na4E4/s320/IMG_4532.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428360415382619682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div>Each pole was measured to 21': 18' out of and 3' into the ground. The final product was just the right size for one person to maneuver with only partial back strain. We split the poles to have substantial girth (a few additional inches than what is recommended) to withstand Lillooet's infamous wind gusts that shoot through the Fraser Valley during the hot summer months. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S1VrHGubYTI/AAAAAAAAAGo/L2Iqx3Mu08k/s1600-h/IMG_4543.jpg"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S1VrHGubYTI/AAAAAAAAAGo/L2Iqx3Mu08k/s320/IMG_4543.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428362695673602354" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>We're also putting our faith in the natural strength of <i>Thuja plicata </i>to flex and not break in the face of gusts exceeding 80 km/hr. We were given a taste of what's to come on the night of November 30th after putting up a dozen poles: Strong winds and torrential rain fell that night, forcing over poles that were only partially back-filled. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S1Vrgwh9gGI/AAAAAAAAAGw/iuH06v60BII/s1600-h/IMG_4678.JPG"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S1Vrgwh9gGI/AAAAAAAAAGw/iuH06v60BII/s320/IMG_4678.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428363136392331362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>With the pole yard count reaching the magic 88, we set our sights on getting them into the ground before freeze-up. With the help of Hal and his hard working Deere, we managed to install the perimeter poles to the yard by the end of Movember. But with forecasts calling for some serious sub-zero nights for the first week of December, we had precious little time to get the rest of the poles in before the ground became like hardened concrete. Turns out Mother Nature gave us one last day - December 1st - to install the remaining 50 interior poles. Good luck, we thought. Nevertheless, we added a powerful skid steer to the equation and managed to push through the encrusted piles of soil to infill about a dozen more poles. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S1VsGmMaeNI/AAAAAAAAAG4/wbePVqWVjkg/s1600-h/IMG_4746.JPG"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S1VsGmMaeNI/AAAAAAAAAG4/wbePVqWVjkg/s320/IMG_4746.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428363786452629714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>By about 2:30 pm, we looked at our progress and Garrett the skid steer operator said, "Boys, winter will be here in about 20 minutes." He was right, the sun was heading back behind the mountains and a rapid chill could be felt in the air. Although the unfinished trellis was a little disappointing, we figured to just pick-up where we left off come spring time.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S1Vs3f30qLI/AAAAAAAAAHA/lXZSMnS_iJw/s1600-h/IMG_4767.JPG"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/S1Vs3f30qLI/AAAAAAAAAHA/lXZSMnS_iJw/s320/IMG_4767.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428364626569242802" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>In the mean time, let's make some hoppy beer!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div> </div></div>bitterbine_samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18001009612940628188noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8280505728579120189.post-48336713634063610622009-10-19T11:56:00.001-07:002009-10-20T11:12:42.013-07:00Preparing for winterDespite smashing numerous decades-old temperature records this summer (37.1 C on June 4th, for example) Lillooet's weather continues to surprize with record-setting lows. The blue stalactite-looking spike on October 12th marks a new record low for the area and was a stark reminder of the rapid transition from summer to fall in Lillooet. Less than three weeks ago we were enjoying a +30 C days -- ideal conditions for drying our first harvest of hops (more to come on that topic later this week).<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/StzJqvceCFI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5-wQbKJ5tK0/s1600-h/DailyTemperature_2009-10-19_19-15-16-785_e.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/StzJqvceCFI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5-wQbKJ5tK0/s320/DailyTemperature_2009-10-19_19-15-16-785_e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394408189810575442" border="0" /></a>This early cold snap was enough incentive to start moving the potted hop plants indoors for the winter. So we cut the bines and twine from each plant and brought them into our garage where we sandwiched them with layers of peat to maintain steady temperatures and prevent the plants from drying out during the cold, dry winter.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/St3n9mnC9EI/AAAAAAAAAEI/OfVtMaeGFv8/s1600-h/Sept2009+011.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/St3n9mnC9EI/AAAAAAAAAEI/OfVtMaeGFv8/s320/Sept2009+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394722974182077506" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/St3nJaSvkuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Mb49l_5V37k/s1600-h/Sept2009+020.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/St3nJaSvkuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Mb49l_5V37k/s320/Sept2009+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394722077522498274" border="0" /></a>The bines were then separated from the twine, collected and added to the compost pile. While the hops sit dormant over the winter, we will focus on building up a much larger, healthy composting system as our primary source of organic nutrients to the farm.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/St39MalS1rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ZZebYkU0ZS8/s1600-h/Sept2009+019.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/St39MalS1rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ZZebYkU0ZS8/s320/Sept2009+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394746318395725490" border="0" /></a><br /><br />After a final count of the hop plants, we managed a 89% success rate in propagating rhizomes to their full plant potential. Not surprisingly, the organic Willamette from <a href="http://www.crannogales.com/farm.html">Left Field Farm</a> faired best with a 99% success rate compared to the other varieties from non-organic sources south of the border. These were treated with a contact fungicide and endured a long transport from south of the border which probably contributed to their lack of vigor. For example, only 56% of Chinooks were successful however those that were propagated produced heaps of hops - thankfully.<br /><br />It was also a pleasant surprise to see that most Mt. Hood and Cascade plants rebounded from the brink after we fixed the problem in the irrigation lines. At $3.75 per rhizome and countless hours of tending, that could have been a costly error!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/St37jYFiAWI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/uXdaQHJcZWw/s1600-h/Sept2009+015.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/St37jYFiAWI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/uXdaQHJcZWw/s320/Sept2009+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394744513839366498" border="0" /></a>bitterbine_samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18001009612940628188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8280505728579120189.post-10882410394842225852009-10-13T16:43:00.000-07:002009-10-13T18:40:04.179-07:00The First Harvest and a RecapOver the course of three weekends, we managed to pick by hand our entire 2009 hop crop with relative ease. Beginning September 5th, we had 5 sets of eager hands picking only the most ripe hops from among our ten varieties. As this was our first harvest, there was much discussion on what a 'ripe' hop cone actually was. The books describe a ripe cone as dry and papery to the touch, light/pale green in colour, and rebounding quickly after compressing the cone. These were all helpful hints but found that the 'dry, papery feel' of the hop was the best indicator for ripeness.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/StUl-TOuiwI/AAAAAAAAADY/ncjDixIuJ-Q/s1600-h/Sept2009+097.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/StUl-TOuiwI/AAAAAAAAADY/ncjDixIuJ-Q/s320/Sept2009+097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392257881090198274" border="0" /></a><br />Initially picking into large freezer bags, we noticed condensation on the inside of the bags indicating that the freshly-picked hops were actively releasing moisture and decided to pick into more breathable burlap bags to keep the hops breathing freely.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/StUmLOEqDGI/AAAAAAAAADg/a7nQ1ykzAYQ/s1600-h/Sept2009+048.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/StUmLOEqDGI/AAAAAAAAADg/a7nQ1ykzAYQ/s320/Sept2009+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392258103044082786" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The first harvest day was bittersweet (the bad sort of bitter) in that 3 of our varieties (Cascade, Mt. Hood, and Willamette) were hit hard following a failure in the irrigation lines. A faulty plug at the end of the line was forced out and overlooked for almost 2 weeks, starving about 300 potted hop plants a single drink of water during one of the hottest periods of the summer. The dried, dead bines were a dreadful sight considering these varieties looked like they were going to produce one hell of a crop just a few weeks earlier. Forced to see the glass as half-full, our other high-alpha varieties flowered a very healthy crop. Chinook, Galena, and Magnum all produced well over one pound of dried product.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/StUmVHCfJ3I/AAAAAAAAADo/sBR8T3Onuas/s1600-h/Sept2009+050.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/StUmVHCfJ3I/AAAAAAAAADo/sBR8T3Onuas/s320/Sept2009+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392258272954623858" border="0" /></a><br />All told, almost 10 pounds of dried hop cones resulted from the harvest. A seemingly small amount given the number of plants (750) but when considering their humble beginnings from small rhizome cuttings, we think this has been a resounding success!<br /><br />Thanks to Tim, Ash, Heather, Kelly, and Sean for helping out with this year's harvest!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/StUmePgKXZI/AAAAAAAAADw/UQt6bbwSCoo/s1600-h/Sept2009+041.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/StUmePgKXZI/AAAAAAAAADw/UQt6bbwSCoo/s320/Sept2009+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392258429845396882" border="0" /></a><br />Unfortunately, the Bitterbine Blog was sorely neglected over the course of the summer, so I plan to post some retrospective blogs to cover the months of June, July, and August - three very busy months worth documenting. More to come!bitterbine_samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18001009612940628188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8280505728579120189.post-74115267417708573722009-05-25T16:09:00.000-07:002009-05-29T19:47:13.077-07:00Welcome, the training of the binesWelcome to the Bitterbine Blog! There are are few reasons why I started a blog detailing the progress at the Bitterbine Farm.<br /><br />First, I hope to keep in touch with my extended family who mainly reside in Ontario. Having a Catholic background you might guess that I am part of a rather large family and it's simply too difficult to reach out over the phone, e-mail, or snail mail on a regular basis. Instead, I thought I would join the world of blogging as an alternative means of keeping in touch.<br /><br />For those who are interested in actually growing hops yourselves, well then you are in luck! My second goal with this blog is to document our hop-growing project every step of the way. I hope to shed some light on the biology of <span style="font-style: italic;">Humulus lupulus</span>, report on how the varieties fare in the unique climate of Lillooet, British Columbia, talk shop from a farmer's perspective, and generally showcase the herculean growth potential of hops throughout the summer season.<br /><br />Lastly, The Bitterbine Blog will act as a show-and-tell of sorts. Every week we will have photographs of the hops as they train themselves up a ten-foot trellis, and hopefully lots of pictures of friends and family helping out as farmhands along the way!<br /><br /><br />THE TRAINING OF THE BINES<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/SiCZr0mAMxI/AAAAAAAAACY/6YopjWUvcws/s1600-h/May2009+109.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/SiCZr0mAMxI/AAAAAAAAACY/6YopjWUvcws/s320/May2009+109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341438136192873234" border="0" /></a>Last weekend, co-CFO (Chief Farming Officer) Tim Hazard, my brother Paul, and our amazing neighbour Hal fixed the trellis system of the hop nursery. The week prior, wind gusts in excess of 80 km/h tested the structural integrity of this 10' trellis system, causing the posts to sway widly in all directions despite the guy wires. We decided to make some adjustments to the design by affixing the posts to each other with 1"x4"s to form a more unified structure. We think the changes produced a much stronger system. Special thanks to Hal for his sage advice! We will need to continually monitor the trellis as the hops begin to grow upwards adding hundreds if not thousands of additional pounds of vegetation to the system. We'll keep you 'posted'.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/SiCZ24QrmYI/AAAAAAAAACg/tjF6utKh1QI/s1600-h/May2009+120.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/SiCZ24QrmYI/AAAAAAAAACg/tjF6utKh1QI/s320/May2009+120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341438326155745666" border="0" /></a>We were also surprised to see our hops taking off in their vertical pursuit for more sun! First out of the gates were the Willamette plants, with bines about 3 feet long by May 22nd. This particular variety originated from <a href="http://www.crannogales.com/farm.html">Left Fields Farm</a>, the home of the coveted organic Crannog (pronounced with a long, drawn out '<span style="font-style: italic;">O</span>', NOT Crann-<span style="font-style: italic;">awe-</span>g) Ales Farmhouse Brewery. The other 9 varieties came from a large conventional hop farm in <a href="http://www.freshops.com/rhizinfo.html">Oregon</a>. We think that the organic upbringing of the Willamette rhizomes is the reason for its early, vigorous growth to date. However, once established at our hopyard, all 10 varieties will soon produce certified organic hops!<br /><br /><br />At three feet in length, it was definitely time to train the hop bines up their respective climbing routes. We tossed 20' lengths of braided sisal over the horizontal trellis rope and brought a line down to each pot where we wrapped the bines clockwise in an east-west direction. The bines stuck like glue to the sisal with their velcro-like stalks. I'll have to post a macro-shot of the bine stalk to really demonstrate its gripping abilities. It's quite amazing!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/SiCaLson_3I/AAAAAAAAACo/8oed1OZKW1s/s1600-h/May2009+064.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5BT0cZBqH8/SiCaLson_3I/AAAAAAAAACo/8oed1OZKW1s/s320/May2009+064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341438683812200306" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Enjoy the blog!bitterbine_samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18001009612940628188noreply@blogger.com0