Wednesday, June 17, 2015

Disaster Strikes 2: Basement Boogaloo

Be warned: I'm too depressed for jokes right now.

I went down to take a gravity reading on the hefewitten tonight, to see if I might be able to bottle soon. I was greeted by an ominous cluster of mold colonies around the lid.

I opened the lid. I started kicking the bucket. I cursed a lot.

I blame the no chill method. Those Aussies may have it down, but I sure don't. Something probably got in before I pitched the yeast. Those lucky bastards were the only ones who got to drink it.

My next batch will have to be something to get my mojo back. I just want to scream at the top of my lungs right now.

4 comments:

  1. Man, given what you have already accomplished, one bad batch is nothing.

    Black walnuts? Blood oranges? You're pushing the envelope, and early in your brewing career. Cut yourself some slack.

    Hope you and the family are doing well!

    :-)

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    1. Thanks Luc! I appreciate the encouragement. I think I might do experiments at a one-gallon level from now on, all things considered. My next five-gallon might be a BIAB version of the Citra APA I did last year as a wedding present-- that was a good summer beer.

      We're hanging in there. Closing in on two in August. I swear he was just a baby yesterday. Now he's kicking soccer balls and scaling climbing walls... hope you are all doing well, too! Should be... crawling by now? At least sitting up. Fond memories. =)

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  2. One gallon batches are shippable.... ;-)

    He's sitting up and close to crawling. It's amazing. Best thing ever.

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  3. One gallon batches are shippable.... ;-)

    He's sitting up and close to crawling. It's amazing. Best thing ever.

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