Making Wine with Sam
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What a day. The grapes were ready and we had to pick. Estimated to be 24% sugar, you can't wait. So, 9am Saturday, we were in the field, clippers and baskets in hand. We were ready to make wine. What a time we had on Alexander Hill.
Jen and Susan were over from England so we brought them along as our imported labor. They worked hard and earned their keep! |
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Now, we know that Sam loves his family. But when it comes to his grapes... that look says it all. | |
Baskets and baskets of hand picked Merlot and Cabernet. The grapes themselves were very different. The Merlot bunches were loose while the Cabernet bunches were tight and plump. Both had been under water stress for the last two weeks. The Merlot grapes had a nice taste, but the Cab grapes were really sweet and full bodied. Ummm. | So here's what it all comes down to: big buckets of grapes. By 11:30 we were ready to crush. |
You can see how the screw feed takes the grapes to one end where they are fed into two white plastic mushers. They bruise the grapes open, but they don't break the seeds. |
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Last year the crush was done by hand - or feet. This year a neighbor loaned the Zambelli machine. What a wonder. It hummed and as we fed it grapes it made the most enjoyable wet munching sound. |
The output of the entire field is seen here. This is the second half garbage can of crush we got. The stems are on the left. The crusher does a really good job of removing the chaff. | And then the crush goes into the bomb shelter. Build during the cold war it is now cold enough to hold the crush. |
In the cellar Sam stands ready to create the nectar of the Gods. |
This is vintage 2001, ready for the bottles. |