T-Bears Maple Syrup Party

The sugar shack….where friends and nieghbours meet.

If you ask any of our children to give an example of a favourite childhood memory, all three of them will tell you about Brown’s annual Sugarbush party. It’s always been near or at the top of their list.

The stream which left our kids soaked but happy. I was often barefoot in my boots, having given one of my children my dry socks.

Celebrating springs arrival with snow, rain, and sleet, and sometimes lots of mud brought with it the freedom to run through the forests and the streams.

They will share how they trampled through the snow with golf clubs in hopes of winning the coveted T-Bear trophy for snow golf.

The warmth of an open fire. These open flames dried many pairs of mittens, socks and snowpants.

Added to the experience were the hotdogs and marshmallows roasted over an open fire.

Our host, being an avid hunter, allowed our children and us to experience the culinary delights of bear, venison, and moose sausage.

Maple sap, today it is frozen solid.

Sampling maple sap and maple syrup, sometimes with a spoon, sometimes with a dip in the bucket.

The outhouse….

Not everyone wanted to use it, but it was there!

Homegrown and delicious.

There is store bought maple syrup,  and then, there is the real thing.

Can’t wait to bring the grandkids.