What a fantastic day! A huge round of thanks has to go to Simon and Fleur for thier wonderful hospitality. I came home pleasantly pissed, full of great food, and with added bonus doggy drool.
But things weren't all plain sailing for GL, things went somewhat astray...
As GL was lifting the mashtun for sparging, the handle snapped off, sending the mash all over the ground. As you can see, he was not very happy about it.
It was the worst thing I have seen happen at a brewday. After swearing for about 5 minutes, GL got back into it like a real trooper. He took a quick stocktake, and decided to try again with whatever he had left.
So 90 minutes later, we got to play with hot rocks. The safety gear was donned, the special apparatus assembled, everyone was told to stand back, and the fun began.
The heat given off by these red-hot rocks was just amazing. Huge plumes of steam rose into the air, 30 litres of wort threatened to overflow a 90 litre keg. The boil was so strong that the wort rose 15 gravity points during the boil.
From there things went brilliantly. Lunch was served at just after 5pm, and was spectacular. Many fantastic beers were drunk, and things got a bit hazy from then on.
Any leftovers were dealt with efficiently by GL's trio of waste disposal units: