The Spalter POV

View from hop drying floor in Spalt

This is the view from the first (remember, on this side of the Atlantic the ground is 0 and the first floor one above it) story of a pretty typical hop drying barn in Spalt, Germany’s oldest hop growing region. Hops, trees, enchanting village . . . there’s a lot more to Bavaria, but I favor those ingredients.

Although Spalt holds Germany’s oldest hops trademark, awarded in 1538, and was once a large hop growing region these days its 75 growers tend to only 370 hectars (a hectar equals about two and a half acres). In contrast, 73 growers oversee production of more than 16,000 hectars in Washington, Oregon and Idaho.

In the Spalt region, hops is a family business rather than a growth business.

“It used to be you’d see hops every direction you looked,” Hermann Wissmüller, a local doctor, said between sips of Spalter Leichte Weisse at lunchtime. “One year there would be many new yards, and the next farmers were taking them out.”

Wissmüller owns part of Stadtbrauerei Spalt in the middle of town. Simply because he’s a resident. It is the only community owned brewery in German, and presumably in the world. “There are 5,000 of us, so I own one five-thousandeth. And so does she,” he said, pointing to the woman who poured me a Spalter Pilsner.

“No big brewery is going to take over this one,” he said. “It is ours.”

Session #54 (Sour Beer) roundup posted

The SessionJon Abernathy has posted the roundup for The Session #54: Sour Beer.

I must confess I was absent. (I only managed a post for #IPADay because I wrote it before hitting the road.)

But I enjoyed the roundup and plan to further investigate the links when I’m back on U.S. soil. Meanwhile I will be considering if you really can drink any beer, even one that is less than 3.5% abv, “all day by the pool without over indulging.” This evening, wandering round this lovely town of Wolnzach, I discovered that some people in Bavaria have swimming pools in their backyards. Something you don’t think about. But I didn’t spot any Berliner weisse, even though there’s a biergartedn about every three blocks.

Morning in the Hallertau

Morning in the land of hops

The picture gets small fast when you try to capture the expanse of hops. The yards are everywhere. I knew this. We’ve driven through here in December, but it’s quite different when hops are growing.

A more amusing photo would have been me trooping through the test plots at the Hop Research Center at Hüll. I had to wear blue booties, like the ones you see people wearing in hospitals for some antiseptic reason. In this case, they don’t want any foreign critters tracked into the yard. I didn’t even tell them that I’d been in and out of English fields a few days before.

Palate readjustment

Last beer yesterday: Fuller’s Chiswick Ale in the pub on the brewery grounds. Four different hops. Five different hop additions. Just what a 3.5% abv English bitter should be.

First beer today: Augustiner Pilsner after driving through scores of German hop fields sparkling in the late afternoon sun. No stopping for photos on the autobahn, but maybe I can post one or two tomorrow. Augustiner is one of the sponsors of the Hallertau Volkfest that starts Friday. Tuesday they choose a new hop queen. I will report back.

Where in the beer world? 08.06.11

Where in the beer world?

Think you know where in the beer world this photo was taken?

Please leave your answer as a comment.

A quick hint. The person pictured is a brewer, but not at this brewery. He knows this particular piece of equipment well.