Today, like yesterday was overcast and rained off and on most of the
day. I have been right in the Black
Forest, I am told it is quite beautiful, but I have not been able to see very
much of it.
On our drive we picked up Stefan Leichenauer, a member of the BLHV
(Farm Bureau) board and past McCloy Fellow. He took
us to a new bio-gas plant, we have seen several now. I was intrigued by the discussion that we had
about the Bio-Gas, originally the environmentalist wanted the "green"
energy. The government has a program
that insures the owners of the bio-gas plants a high price for the electricity
they produce; it is very profitable for the plant. Now the Environmentalists are mad because of
the amount of fuel that is required to raise and harvest the corn to feed the
plants. So now after billions of Euros
have been spent to create this industry which is based off an artificial energy
price there may be a movement by the same people to close down the
industry. Once again we see the problems
with government involvement in the environmental movement. If bio-gas is such a great idea it would have
started on its own. Much the same
situation as the American Ethanol industry.
After sampling too much Cheese, I don't even like the kids of cheese they make; we drove just a short distance to a hops farm. I knew nothing about hops, they grow on a very tall vine, probably 20 - 25 feet tall and require a framework of wires to support the vines. The harvest is very intensive, they take the hops, vines wires and all to the processing shed where the hops are separated out and loaded into a kiln to dry, once they are dried they are packed into a 500 kilo bale and ready to be sold to beer makers all over the world. This is a very labor and energy intensive process. We had an English tour of a small museum on the farm and a video of the process. Then down stairs for the tasting.
The Hops grow on this network of hanging wires, 20 or so feet high
We drove an hour and a half to our hotel where we had dinner with
Thomas, Stefan, and Katherina (a local young farmer). The hotel we stayed at is owned by a local
farmer and butcher. Dinner was a full
tray of ever kind of cold sausage and smoked meat you can imagine. Probably 25 pounds of meat and a loaf of
bread for seven people. We all eat as
much as we could but didn't come close to finishing it. They said it is a typical farmer’s meal, and
were very proud of it. The hotel and is
one that is used frequently by he BLHV, and they made sure to treat us
right. Thomas stayed the night at the
hotel as well.
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