Solstice

I had been intending to go for a sunrise hike on the Solstice, but the weather was very windy.  So I grabbed my camera gear and went for a drive instead.

Union Pacific coal load heading into Rollinsville, CO.

Union Pacific coal train heading into Rollinsville, CO.

There was nothing photogenic about the day. Overcast skies with snow flurries.  I welcome the snow.  As the photo above indicates, there hasn’t been much snow this year.

When I was younger, I would have taken the sunrise hike regardless of the weather.  It was ritual.  Now I don’t see much point in going through the motions of surviving wind chills near zero degrees F, other than to say (to myself) I did it.  Been there, done that.

I guess the winter inhabitants of Tolland Colorado felt the same way and moved away.  Now the only winter inhabitant is the county sheriff.

 

Old train station, now the sheriff's home.

County sheriff’s home.

 

On the left end of the sign, it says 17 and 81.  The heading above the numbers is obliterated.  I wonder if it is the population, with the first number being the winter population, and the second number being summer.  I’m willing to bet the actual numbers are now lower, even in summer.

 

Tolland, Colorado.

Tolland, Colorado.

 

When I drove through last summer, most of these cottages/cabins were boarded up.  It might be a ghost town in the making.  The winters are harsh with perpetual high winds.

Speaking of another ghost town, East Portal is just up the road from Tolland.

 

East Portal

East Portal (at Moffat Tunnel)

 

These dwellings at East Portal are abandoned.    These look like they were inhabited up until about 20 – 30 years ago.  If you take a close look at the pitch of their roofs, you can spot them in this historical photo from 1926, on the left in the background.

 

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None of the other buildings in this photo still exist.  I don’t know if East Portal was ever officially a township, but it had quite a few buildings to house many of the workers for 5 years while the tunnel was being built.  I’ve contemplated taking a present-day photo with the same view as this one, but the hillside has many more trees on it and the view may be blocked.

As the day wore on, the snowfall increased and I hung out at home making a sourdough cobbler.  It was a fine way to spend the solstice.

Peach/Blueberry Sourdough Cobbler

Peach/Blueberry Sourdough Cobbler

Sourdough, winter 2014-’15

Every winter I crank up the bread production and for the third winter in a row, I’ve used a sourdough culture.

A sourdough culture is a symbiotic relationship between lactobacillus and wild yeast.   The lactobacillus converts natural sugars in the flour into lactic acid (sour) and the yeast is also feasting on those sugars and making gas and ethanol. I love a really good sourdough, one that tastes sour but also has a sweet taste, as if honey was added.  I’m guessing the sweetness is from the remnants of the ethanol after baking (the sweetness is most prevalent shortly after baking).

 

Sourdough starter

Sourdough starter just after feeding.  In 12 hours it will rise to double.

 

Each year I’ve used different sourdough starters.  One came from the bakery at Whole Foods Market, where they bake a decent batch of sourdough loaves daily.  Another I mail ordered from Ed Wood’s International Sourdoughs.  This year, I started my own starter from organic rye flour, which has naturally occurring lactobacillus in it. In all cases, I had starter ready to use after about 4 days.

Last year I made a proofing box.  It isn’t necessary for sourdough bread, but it makes things a little easier.

 

My old Igloo cooler in service as a proofing box for bread dough and starter.

My old Igloo cooler in service as a proofing box for bread dough and starter.

 

I started with my cooler and added a light and a temperature thermostat.

 

Inside of cooler with 25 watt light bulb and jar of starter.  When I'm making a loaf, it goes in here, too.

Inside of cooler with 25 watt light bulb and jar of starter. When I’m making a loaf, it goes in there, too.

 

The starter was really easy this year.  I started with 4 ounces of organic rye flour and enough water (without chlorine) to make a pancake batter consistency.  Put it into a quart or liter sized glass jar and put the lid on loosely so it can still breathe. I put the jar in the proof box at 90 degrees F for 24 hours.  I didn’t see much of change in the first 12 hours. After 24 hours there was evidence it had nearly doubled, then contracted back down.  It smelled pretty acidic, which meant things were going well.  Then I added 4 ounces of regular flour and enough water for a thicker pancake batter consistency and reduced the temperature to 74 degrees F.

Every 24 hours, I stir it down and dump out all but 1 cup, and add another mixture of 4 ounces of flour and water.  This is the feeding process.  Because ethanol is being produced and making the starter thinner, I use less water for the feedings, so that the flour/water mixture I’m adding has almost a peanut butter consistency (somewhere between pancake batter and bread dough).  About 6 to 12 hours after each feeding (once you get past the first few days), the starter will get bubbly and rise.  Because of my altitude, the starter will go crazy and I have to use a larger jar.

The yeast and the lactobacillus thrive at slightly different temperatures.  The yeast does great at room temperature.  The lactobacillus likes to be a little warmer.  At the warmer temperatures (more lactic acid generated from the lactobacillus), the yeast is not as active.  So there is a trade-off:  more sour and less leavening, or more leavening and less sour.  The important thing is to make sure there is enough sour to keep other wild organisms from taking over and ruining it.

They say (I don’t know who “they” are), that a sourdough starter takes on the personality of the caretaker, the flour and water.

I mentioned above that I dump out all but one cup.  The part that is dumped is used to make bread dough, or goes down the drain if I’m not making bread that day.  Once the starter is stabilized and living a happy life, it can be refrigerated and only fed every 3-5 days, maybe weekly.

I won’t cover making bread in this post, but I will usually take the starter dumped at feeding time and add it to 1 pound of flour and enough water to make dough.  Let the dough sit for 15-20 minutes after mixing, then add teaspoon of salt before kneading.

 

Difference in height from using flours with different protein contents.

Difference in height from using flours with different protein contents.

 

After baking several loaves that came out on the flat side, it dawned on me that the flour was probably at fault.  In the past I’ve had no problems with Bob’s Red Mill Organic Unbleached All Purpose Flour.  But this year, perhaps with using a different crop of wheat, it sucks! (See loaf on right in above photo.) In previous years I didn’t like King Arthur Organic Bread flour due to the stale taste.  But this year, the King Arthur flour tastes good, and as you can see on the left in the photo above, has a better protein content, which makes better/more gluten and bigger bread.  I’ve learned I can’t hang my hat on any particular brand and that it’s going to vary.

I become ecstatic when, after all the feeding and kneading, I get a loaf that has just the right combination of sour and leavening, and I just want to share it with everybody I know.

 

What to say

I’ve been meaning to update for months.  But on the other hand, there really isn’t much to say.  It’s all trivial stuff.

  • Still working too much.  Except for today because I woke up with no heat and dread going down into the crawl space to see what’s up.  If it weren’t for the spider webs, the crawl space wouldn’t be so bad.  I’ll just keep typing here to avoid going down there.
  • The winter has been very mild with higher than average temperatures.  The reservoir, which is normally long frozen by now, is still liquid.  For my short, after-work hikes, I’m still wearing hiking boots instead of snow boots or snowshoes.
  • My computer took a major dive a few weeks ago.  I fixed it and then bought a new computer which runs side-by-side with the older one.  The new one is running a Linux desktop (Linux Mint and Ubuntu are both good).  I don’t know why anyone is still using windows (you can run most windows software on Linux) or why anyone pays the premium to use an Apple.  I’m tired of the extortion of repeatedly paying to have the same functionality as before.  I have to keep running the old Windows machine because of the engineering software I use is “locked” to it (anti-copy protection).
  • I’ve been feeling reclusive lately.  I hate all of the stress of the holidays, not necessarily my own stress, but other people’s stress.
  • I’ve loved my old Sorel boots.  This season I finally needed to get some new ones.  The old ones were made in Canada and were of high quality materials.  The new ones are made in China and are made of low quality materials.  Were they less expensive?  Nope.  Just the opposite.
  • I’m tired of hearing about the economy, as if it’s something we should all be concerned about.  The stock market is at record, all-time highs. The US dollar is at a multi-year high.  Crude oil is at a multi-year low.  There is nothing wrong with the economy.  The problem is the corporations that do not pass along this great wealth to their employees.
  • Ok, something positive. A fox has moved in across the road.  My neighbors who lived there for 35 years, moved away this past summer.  They always had dogs.  A recluse moved in, but never ventures outside.  As a result of both of these scenarios, the foxes have moved in.   I’ve got a great view through my windows.

 

A fox curls up for a nap in the neighbors yard.

A fox curled up for a nap in the neighbors yard.

 

Fox hunting outside my house.

Fox hunting outside my house.

 

The yard across the road is surrounded with a 6 foot fence.  The foxes have no problem climbing up and over.  It will be interesting to see if there are pups in the spring.  The fence might be an issue for them.  I imagine the pups would have to be grown up to get over the fence.

I wish it was easier to determine the gender of a fox just by looking from a distance.

Ok, I guess I’ll start moving furniture to gain access to the crawl space and figure out what’s going on with the heat.