The following photos are of the last known camp of our family, taken about 5 years ago, when Uncle Harry was still living.

   The whole process begins when the days begin to lengthen, and we have warm sunny days, and cold freezing nights.  The trees are drilled, and hung with buckets (or more commonly, plastic tubing, nowadays) to collect the sugar water.
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  Uncle Harry gathered the water in a wagon with a tank, pulled by  his tractor, and  hauled  it  to the evaporator for boiling.

Harry was no longer able to do the heavy work when these photos were taken, and his son, Bill, and grandsons actually did the labor.  Bill is working in the evaporator, with steam coming from the boiling sugar water. The white fabric behind is used to strain any impurities out of the water before it goes into the vat.
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This photo op caught Bill's wife, Sally, outside the "new" sugar camp. The wood is stacked close by to feed the fire.  Note the steam coming from the roof vent. .

Uncle Harry (1912-1998)  was showing symptoms of Alzheimers, but he was still able to enjoy the familiar routines of sugaring, and farming. He was cared for lovingly by his own family, in his own home, until the very end.