Hopfenfeld in der Holledau by ramerk_de
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Hopfenfeld in der Holledau by ramerk_de
Er wuchs in Siegenburg im Landkreis Kelheim, Niederbayern, auf. Seine Eltern eröffneten das erste Kino im Ort und die Filme weckten das Fernweh in ihm. Um den Ort irgendwann verlassen zu können, brauchte er Bildung, musste also erstmal an die Mittelschule. Aber sein bayerischer Lehrer tat sich schwer mit dem Gedanken ihn zu unterstützen. Da half ein Zugeroaster, ein Preiß, also jemand aus dem Norden der Republik. Siehe auch: https://www.hepmonatzeder.de/
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Hopfazupf 2020 – Vollmondmorgen mit Frühnebel am 3. September #hopfa #hopfazupf #hopfen #hopfengarten #hopfenliebe #hopfensommer #hopfenernte #hopfenland…
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Manchmal bin ich so was von froh, dass meine Heimat nicht so im Fokus des touristischen Interesses ist – so bin ich der einzige “depperte Tourist”, der mit Kamera bewaffnet in den frühen Morgenstunden mit dem Auto unterwegs zu den Hotspots ist. Oder besser gesagt an allen möglichen und unmöglichen Stellen stehen bleibt. Um Bilder wie diese einzufangen …
Ich hab mal vor vielen Jahren auf…
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Das mit den Steinpilzen "Trüffelschwein" nenn ich meinen Papa wohl besser - denn gestern kam er von seinem einsamen Streifzug durch die heimischen Wälder mit stolzgeschwellter Brust zurück, hat er doch mehrere Exemplare des edlen Steinpilzes gefunden.
Holledau 2016
All Hopped up in Bavaria.
It's September in Munich and that means one thing: Hops! Of course it also signals the start of Oktoberfest (Sept. 20 to Oct. 5 this year). The two events are synonymous.
Bavaria is famously prolific hop producer: In an area north of Munich, called the Hallertau or Holledau (178 km² or 44,000 acres in size), hop farmers grow roughly one-third of the world's hops. It's the largest continuous hop-growing area in the world.
(Hops winding their way up wires in the Hallertau)
It's safe to say that Bavarians are serious about their hops. Turns out hops come in varieties, just like grapes, and impart special flavors to beer. Hallertau hops are given the designation of Noble Hops and they include Hallertau, Tettnanger, Spalt, and Sazz varieties. Something like the French appellations for grapes and wine, the name Noble Hop is reserved for hops grown in four areas in the world, and Bavaria is king among them.
Each hop has its own distinct taste and smell. Low in bitterness and high in aroma, Noble Hops will impart these same qualities to beer brewed with them. Along with flavor and aroma, hops help the beer form its showy, foamy head. This time of year, you see hops growing, beanstalk-like, up wires in cages.
(Hops growing up wires in the Hallertau and bees buzzing a sunflower)
While a hop connoisseur might see it as a waste, not every one of these hops makes its way into a beer. I know of a couple of booths at Munich's Viktualienmarkt where you can find market ladies, or marktfrauen as they're known, weaving hop vines into stunning wreaths and swags. The wreaths are lush, plush, and smell just like beer. Sure not everyone likes the smell of hops, but thankfully I do. To me, it’s a salad of smells: fresh-cut grass, mixed with black pepper, some citrus, with a bit of motor oil on top.
(Hop swags for sale at Munich's Viktualienmarkt)
(Vines dripping with hops and ready to be woven into wreaths at Munich's Viktualienmarkt)
(A hop vine wreath in the making)
The finished wreath is a beauty to behold and to hang on your door. Some are just plain hops (which are anything but plain) and some are mixed with other greens and berries.
As you can see here, as the hops dry they turn from soft green to tan and the smell diminishes, but their beauty remains.