Going Fossil Free for Earth Week Helped Keep my April Carbon Tab Low

  
This was the fifth year I went fossil free for Earth Week – making a vow not to buy or burn any fossil fuels, nor to ride on any fossil fuel powered transportation. The first year I went fossil free for Earth Week was 2013, and I have gotten by for one week without fossil fuels every year since except for 2013 when I was sailing my boat in the Bahamas with my brothers and nephew. I could not get around burning a little diesel to get in and out of harbors and a little propane to cook with that year.

 

So my fossil free week has become both routine an a ritual – I shut off the gas to the house, and dig out the electric induction stovetop. I hope for good enough weather to ride my e-moto and do my bike and kayak commute for the week, with my little Smart EV as backup for rainy days. Even riding a bus or Metro North commuter rail would be using fossil-fueled transport – public transportation is not emissions free, not yet. Robin goes along with this particular climate devotional eccentricity of mine, and we both trade hot showers for hot sponge baths for the week.
Not that fossil free week year didn’t have its challenges- our son’s girlfriend ran the Boston Marathon on the Monday of my Earth Week, and they were stopping over on their way back to Pennsylvania, and she specifically requested one of my homemade pizzas for dinner. Which I usually make in the gas oven. Lucky for me, a couple of years back I impulse purchased this gizmo that turns your charcoal grill into a pizza oven! So Danielle got her homemade pizza without busting my fossil free vow!

  
Yeah, I know, charcoal is processed with fossil fuels – but the heat energy from burning charcoal is biomass based, theoretically renewable, so it passes my fossil free test.
We capped off the week with a neighborhood paella party with a wood fire cooked paella – with windfall wood from our backyard.

  
Totaling up my carbon bill for April, my direct carbon impacts (gas, gasoline, meat eating, electricity) was 214 pounds, or about one tenth of a ton. That’s about as low as it gets. I am well on track for my four ton annual budget. Did shutting off the gas for one quarter of the month reduce my gas footprint? Well, we used 19 ccf of gas during March (870 heating degree days) but only 13 ccf of gas during April (603 heating degree days).

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Easter Weekend in the Mountains and Montreal for Under 200 Pounds CO2E

We spent a long Easter Weekend traveling to our off-grid mountain retreat and visiting our kids in Montreal. Two or more people in a hybrid Prius is still close to being the most carbon efficient means to travel – at least until we get 100% renewable energy charging stations for EVs. A 50 mpg hybrid gets 100 passenger miles per gallon with two people in it, or about .2 pounds CO2 per passenger miles.  This is much better than Amtrak (.37 lbs CO2/pm) and comparable to an intercity bus. So the 800 mile round trip only worked out to about 160 pounds CO2 per person for the travel.

We were already planning to drive to our cabin for the weekend, and when we figured out that both our son and daughter would be in Montreal (she is studying physics at McGill, he was visiting from Pennsylvania), we couldn’t pass up the opportunity for a family reunion – the first time the four of us were going to be in the same place since November.

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IMG_3007The drive from North River to Montreal passes right by the Adirondack high peaks. It has been years since Robin and I have skied the spectacular Avalanche Pass trail together. You never know when you might be missing your last chance. Robin’s ankle has been bothering her, but we had Nara the ski-joring Samoyed with us to help her with the ascent and the 12 mile round trip. Though the conditions were a little sketchy – hard packed boot-holed snow in the shade, slow slush in the sun – the climb was worth it, as always, and the ski back down and out went fast.

In Montreal, we took a walk through the old city. The Old World architecture transported me halfway to France, but the North American road hog automobiled kept my spirit from getting the rest of the way there – the Montreal streets just feel too American that way.

A little over ten years ago the four of us sailed our little boat to the Continent, and spent the winter holiday in Val d’Isere, where we discovered traditional raclette cheese cuisine – melted cheese on thinly sliced meats, potatoes, and vegetables. So naturally, we all went to the Restaurant La Raclette for dinner to reminisce. Though they did not roll out an entire wheel of raclette cheese for the table like they did in the French Alps, there was still a lot of cheese for each person! Since cheese has a pretty high carbon footprint (about 13.5 lbs CO2 per lb of cheese, one half that of beef), the meal was a not insignificant part of the carbon footprint for the trip.

Sunday we took a walk to the top of Mont Royal, then drive back to our cabin in time to make a not-very-traditional open fire Easter Egg paella for our North River friends.

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After another Spring backcountry ski adventure on Monday, we drove home early Tuesday morning. We spent a total of 13 hours of the weekend driving – more than I like, but a Quebec murder mystery by Louise Penney made the hours spin by. If you add the two hours of airport travel and connections, we did not spend that much more time traveling by car than our son did traveling by plane to get to Montreal for the weekend!

When we got home, I added up my carbon footprint for March – 356 pounds CO2E for the month, mostly for natural gas (114 lbs) and gas for our drives up north. This brings my total for the first three months of the year to 1240 lbs – well on track for my four ton budget with plenty to spare.  Especially since the winter months are the biggest gas CO2 bill! 

 

 

A Mediterranean Diet Approach to a Low Carbon Footprint

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About fifteen years ago I had a really high cholesterol and triglycerides count at my annual checkup. I had never really paid much attention to my diet before that, since I was one of those blessed people who could eat pretty much anything without gaining much weight. Three cheeseburgers for lunch? Why not?

Back then, my GP automatically prescribed statin drugs for every patient with high cholesterol. I resisted. I was too young to have to take meds every day for the rest of my life. But to me, food is one of the essential pleasures in life, and I didn’t want to swear off meat, or any other food group, completely. Robin handed me Nancy Harmon Jenkins’s Mediterranean Diet Cookbook, which was already sitting on our shelf, and it pointed to a way out of my predicament.: A book full of delicious sounding food, all somehow associated with very low incidence of heart disease.

Jenkins quotes this description of the Mediterranean diet from a 1993 Harvard Medical School conference:

Plentiful fruits, vegetables, legumes and grains; olive oil as the principle fat; lean red meat consumed only a few times a month or somewhat more often in very small portions; low to moderate consumption of other foods from animal sources such as dairy products (especially cheese and yogurt), fish, and poultry; and moderate consumption of wine (primarily at meals).

Sounds good to me! As Jenkins puts it “A diet of Mediterranean dishes . . . will be healthful and satisfying but never austere.” Best of all, the med diet didn’t require me to totally give up meat or carbs or fats or anything else – just moderate my consumption of some foods. As an article on the NIH website puts it,

In a somewhat reductionist approach, the traditional Mediterranean diet can be considered as a mainly, but not dogmatically, exclusive plant-based dietary pattern.

Not dogmatically vegetarian! The Mediterranean diet, where red meat is either a garnish in small quantities or a rare treat at a celebration, is pretty good for the climate too, since beef and lamb have about the highest climate footprint among food choices (unfortunately, dairy products have big footprints, too). But part the Mediterranean diet and culture also includes “feast days” – usually religious celebrations, where people indulge in the rich food that is not part of their daily fare, so you can still enjoy these rich foods as a treat.

So that beautiful and savory minestrone soup in the picture above is good for my health and for the climate. But it’s not vegetarian – you start it by frying a little pancetta in the soup pot, and adding beef stock enriches the flavor. I am not dogmatic about vegetarianism. Or my climatarianism for that matter. When climate conscious friends chide me for eating some free range organic beef about once a month (13 lbs CO2 for an 8 oz portion), I just smile and resist comparing my meat eating to their jet travel (2000 lbs CO2 for a typical round trip flight). I might even get on a plane myself on occasion for a really good reason, as long as it fits in my carbon budget. We all deserve our occasional feast day.
After about three months of a Mediterranean diet, together with adding daily exercise to my routine, my cholesterol was back in the normal range.

February Temps Were High But at Least My Carbon Footprint for the Month Was Low

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Another month, another month of above normal temperatures globally.  And record highs for my home region in NY.

At least it meant that the backup nasty gas furnace in my house did not come on once all month (we heat with a woodstove fired with backyard deadwood, mostly). That’s a first for the thirty winters we have lived in this house. And we still managed to have a pretty good month for cross-country skiing – by making two trips in the Prius to our north woods cabin.

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My total carbon tab for the month came to 340 pounds, which is really low for a winter month. The largest part of this was the gasoline we burned making two round trips up north – that was about 200 pounds of CO2. Natural gas (the water heater still runs) added up to 114 pounds CO2. And I wasted 44 pounds of my carbon budget eating beef (part of this was ordering ribs at a restaurant and expecting pork ribs, but ending up with a beef rib).

With a modest carbon footprint for February, I can look forward to having some to spare later in the year when we make summer travel plans.  But I am still more likely to sail someplace interesting than to fly there.

 

What The Cold Snap Did to My Carbon Footprint . . .

  
Looks the Northeast is finally pulling out of the epic year end cold snap that started around Christmastime. Temperatures here in the NYC metro area plunged below zero, and NYC recorded its longest sub-freezing streak (14 days) since 1961.

What does this mean for my personal carbon budget? I spent most of the cold snap at our cabin in the Adirondack north woods, heated with wood, so you’d think I avoided the cold-snap carbon surcharge. But actually, it worked the other way around – not being home to feed the woodstove downstate meant that we had to burn more gas to keep the pipes from freezing in our (mostly empty) house.  Our new state-of-the-art internet connected thermostat only goes down to 50 degrees, so I played a little thermostats roulette, turning the heat off, and watching the temperature remotely to be sure to turn it back on if the house got below 40. We had a nervous stretch when the internet connection to the thermostat went down (turns out the power was out), but we got connected and turned the heat back on in time. We also left an electric space heater running in the cellar as extra insurance against frozen pipes.

I checked my gas meter today – looks like we have gone through 95 ccf of natural gas since my last meter reading on December 8.  This compares to 19 ccf we used in November for cooking and the water heater. So there’s an extra 70 ccf or so I can blame on the cold snap. At 12 pounds of CO2 per ccf natural gas, that works out to about 820 pounds of CO2. My personal share of that is 410 pounds – about five percent of my 4 ton personal carbon budget for the year. That 410 pounds is the GHG equivalent of 20 gallons of gasoline or 15 pounds of  beef.

  
Meanwhile, at our cabin upstate, we burned through our pile of hand split seasoned firewood much faster than I expected. It was . . . cold. Overnight lows outside were in the minus 20F range. Our little woodstove could not always keep up, and we started keeping track of how much impressively warmer it was inside than outside (seventy degrees!), rather than thinking  about the absolute temperature (don’t even think about it).

Apparently, other wood heated homes in the northeast were also burning through wood piles faster than expected. We are lucky though –  red pines surrounding our cabin include a number of snags – standing dead trees. Many of these have been drying out upright for years, and are dry enough to burn immediately after being cut down.  It is a little bit of a crapshoot though, since many of them are also rotten and waterlogged (actually ice-logged at those temperatures).

We have a tree corer at the cabin, and I had the idea of taking cores and thawing them out before choosing which deadwood to cut down.

   
There was one nice sized – and dry-to-the-core – pine right near the cabin. It was dry enough to hand cut (mostly) and yielded enough pine logs to heat the cabin for most of a week.

 
I am back downstate for Spring semester classes, and the temperature is supposed to get close to 50 degrees this weekend, so I think this cold snap is over, and I won’t have to freeze my carbon budget for the rest of the year!

Thanksgiving Warmth

  
I have always been a little skeptical about those claims that you can heat a super-insulated zero carbon house through body heat alone. I mean, your body heat might keep a sleeping bag warm, but your whole house?

But this thanksgiving gathering was a natural experiment. We haven’t turned the central heat on in our 1937 not particularly well insulated stone house yet. The sole wood stove usually struggleds to get the living room temperature into the 60s when ( like yesterday) the outside temperature is in the 30s.

But by the time we packed twelve family members and guests around the table, the thermostat was in the mid-70s even though the wood stove fire had dwindled to embers. People were stripping off their  fleece.

Apparently, each human body gives off about 100 watts. So our ten guests were the equivalent of a one kilowatt space heater in the middle of the living room. I had a warm and wonderful Thanksgiving! And the turkey in the oven didn’t hurt.

  

Counting the Carbs For Windfall Firewood and Shipwrecked Beef

IMG_2263Living on a carbon budget means coming up with an accounting system for carbon impacts where no accounting conventions exist . . . yet. Recently I dealt with two personal carbon accounting riddles.

Two weeks ago, my brother-in-law’s sailboat ran into rocks off Barnegat, New Jersey and started sinking (he was asleep and his friends were steering). Fortunately, the Coast Guard quickly came to the rescue, no-one was hurt much, and the boat can be repaired. But when my shipwrecked brother-in-law landed at our house for a few days he donated the contents of his boat fridge, including about three pounds of hamburger and kebobs to our home fridge. Also, last weekend, a neighbor offered about a cord of seasoned but unsplit white oak firewood from a tree that fell down a year ago on her property, and I couldn’t pass it up.

The beef represents about 75 pounds of CO2E (it was grass fed, but that doesn’t make much difference). I am very skeptical of the rationalization “that plane was flying anyway”or “that cow was already dead” for zero counting of carbon impacts, and I like to err on the side of inclusion rather than avoidance.  My general rule of thumb is that “if you pay for it, it’s yours” and “if you choose it when you had a choice, it’s yours” so that plane flight is always on my tab, and the methane laden beef farts are also on my tab when there is a choice of beef or chicken or tofu at the meeting room meal table. My other rule of thumb is “if they are not on someone else’s carbon tab, they are on yours.”

My brother-in-law doesn’t keep a carbon tab.  Actually I don’t know anyone personally besides myself who does.  If he did, he would probably beat my 4T/year budget, since he lives on a small sailboat year round and almost never flies (he was headed south for the winter when his boat hit the rocks). I didn’t choose to have my brother in law leave his spoilable provisions in my house (he has since rejoined his vessel in New Jersey). These cows have already farted their last, and unlike the act of burning fossil fuels to run a car, eating the beef doesn’t add any new emissions. It might even offset some anthropogenic methane emissions associated with an all-garbanzo bean diet. Since I limit the amount of meat I eat for health as well as environmental reasons, I will probably end up choosing or buying less beef on other occasions in the next month, so this shipwrecked beef minimally reduces overall demand for beef. I think I can eat the beef before it spoils as a carbon-free windfall.

Speaking of windfalls, the firewood is a simpler problem. I think it is fair to count small-scale biomass wood heat as carbon neutral, particularly when you are burning deadwood. Burning deadwood can’t exceed the natural regeneration (and carbon recycling) rate of the forest, and leaving the wood to rot instead means that at least some of the stored carbon would be emitted as methane gas. So my windfall wood heat also counts as a carbon freebie. But I am counting the two miles of driving the Prius to move the wood on my carbon budget — works out to less than a pound of CO2.

Under (Carbon) Budget Again – Academic Year Edition

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I keep track of my carbon footprint on a regular basis.  My carbon budget goal is four tons of direct impacts on an annual basis. Since the cycle of my seasons follows the academic cycle of class semesters, the start of the academic year in the beginning of September seems like a good time to take stock for a twelve month cycle – better than December 31, which always seems to split one winter season in half.

So I finally got around to checking my utility bill so I could close out the gas part of my ’16-’17 academic year carbon footprint – and I undershot my four ton budget again. My total footprint for the year was about 6500 pounds, or about 3.25 English tons of CO2E. Big ticket items on my carbon tab this year included my share of the natural gas for heating and cooking (nearly one ton CO2E), one round trip flight to Utah to attend the Waterkeeper Conference (also about one ton CO2E), and my share of gas for the Prius when we drove to our mountain cabin upstate or to visit our son in Pennsylvania (a little over one-half ton CO2E).

For all the grief I get from my even-greener-than-thou friends, my occasional hamburgers and steaks only worked out to about 300 pounds of CO2E for the year – about ten pounds of beef for the year. That’s just a little bit more than the 284 pounds CO2E from my share of the diesel we burned in our sailboat.  But that diesel included taking the boat from Charleston to the Bahamas and back to New York, as well as several trips to the ocean and to Block Island. Can’t beat a sailboat for low-carbon hedonism.

I have now kept detailed track of my carbon footprint for two consecutive academic years.  Both years I substantially undershot my four ton budget without giving up anything that is really important to me. It can be done!

The Majestic Beauty of Clean Energy

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We made it back to Block Island, Rhode Island last week. I have been going there, on and off, for decades — the first time I visited was in 1972 with an American Youth Hostels bike trip. My second visit was in an open boat, with one of my brothers, in 1975. Then, as now, the island draws me in as an outpost in the sea, beyond the sight of the mainland (at least on a typically foggy day). Still some of the best scenery and beaches in the world, to my eye.  The Nature Conservancy calls Block Islands one of the “last great places” for nature on Earth.

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This timeless island changes slowly; the Victorian downtown feels like an early 20th C seaside resort.

So how do I feel about the new wind turbines just offshore, adding a 21st Century techno-backdrop to the historic hotels?

I feel great. Sure, you can see the turbines looming over the town from Scotch Beach, but only if you look carefully. And if you look that carefully, you can also see the oil barges passing south of the Island with their fossil cargo. One might loom over the town more dramatically; the other looms more climatically.

I’ll take the view of the wind turbines any day. And not only that, the turbines (and the mainland cable) means they could shut down the noisy, stinky diesel power plant on the island.

We got to Block Island the old fashioned way — in a sailboat. It took just 29 hours from Nyack to Great Salt Pond — down the Hudson River and out around the south side of Long Island. Only three hours under power. We had to leave extra time on the way back, with light daytime winds (and good overnight winds) in the forecast — but the Atlantic treated us to a shoal of pilot whales and a free bluefish dinner off of Fire Island during our return trip. And a fair tide carried us most of the way back up the River to Nyack, with just one hour of running under power.

Total fuel consumption for the round trip; about three gallons of diesel. My half share of the fuel equals about 30 pounds of CO2 for our vacation at the seaside.

 

What Does a Bus’s Footprint Look Like?

   I am riding Adiorndack Trailways north to our cabin in the mountains because I am by myself and the carbon footprint of a bus has to be lower than driving alone, or taking Amtrak, right?

So what is the carbon footprint for one bus passenger traveling 180 mikes by intercity bus?

Well, the bus itself probably gets about 6 mpg, so, allowing for detours to stops along the way, that  180 mile trip probably burns about 33 gallons of diesel, or about 660 pounds of CO2 emissions. But how many passengers should I split that carbon footprint with? If I count the dozen or so average number of passengers I counted on the bus, I get 55 pounds – not much better than driving alone in a Prius (3.5 gallons, or 70 lbs CO2) or riding Amtrak (180 miles would be 81 pounds of CO2 based on the UCS average of .45 pounds per passenger mile).

That’s one of the problems of keeping track of your carbon footprint on public transportation – if you count the actual number of passengers on that empty bus or train, you can come up with some atrociously high carbon impacts for your public transport – driving you back into your personal car and negating the hope that public transit can significantly mitigate transport climate impacts. On the other hand, I don’t buy into the “that bus/train/plane was going there anyway so the carbon footprint of riding/flying is zero” cop out – if you are paying to be on the plane, bus, or train, you own your share of the impacts.

You could take the maximum occupancy to get some really attractively low footprint numbers.  I could divide that 660 pounds of CO2 by the 50 seats on the bus and claim only  13 pounds CO2 as my personal share of that trip. But that is not really defensible – no public transit system cannot operate at 100% capacity all th time for every leg of every trip.

I can’t quite figure out the average ridership per bus for Adirondack Trailways – they claim to carry 3500 passengers on 142 trips each day, which would work out to about 25 passengers per trip – but clearly most passengers don’t ride for the whole “trip” – so the actual average is probably closer to the 12 passengers I observed.

I think I will just use the carbonfootprint.com calculator, which gives me 22 lbs co2 for the 180 mile trip by motor coach (.01 metric tons is 22 lbs).  Incidentally, that same calculator gives a zero footprint for the equivalent train trip, which just can’t be right.

On the plus side, the bus was clean and pleasant and on time mostly. It even had high speed internet for a few hours. And it clearly beats the carbon footprint of train or driving alone – it’s just not clear by how much.