Three years ago Lisa and I picked Catawba and Vignoles grapes from the Books vineyard a mile down the road. I pressed the Catawba off right away using an old apple cider press loaned to me by a friend. The pH was 2.93, yet somehow it fermented, and I spent the next 12 months trying to correct a foxy, unbalanced wine. I tamed the foxiness with some infusion of passionfruit and grapefruit, and I finally loaded it with enough sugar to barely balance the acid. Now it is drinkable, but it is not a relaxed wine. It is a strong, muscular, busting-at-the-seams wine, almost too much for a table wine. It is a wine which needs to just chill; that's why we drink it with an ice cube in the glass.
I think the Books have had a couple of not-so-great harvests recently, but this year we got the call to come pick again. Lisa couldn't go, and the picking window was very short, so I went out late in the evening as the sun was casting long shadows already. I took three buckets and filled two with Chambourcin, one nearly with Catawba before it got too dark to see. As thanks, I took a 2014 Elderberry and the 2015 Lychee.
Catawba foreground, Chambourcin in the back. |
We destemmed all of the grapes by hand and gently crushed. I was a little disappointed in the final volume, which was about 2.5 gallons of must before pressing.
Use your feet! |
By the next day the native yeast had battled through the k-meta and we had some fermentation. I pressed off 1.5 gallons of nice pink must, and pitched a starter of QA 23. It was a struggle to keep the temperature down, it was a vigorous ferment.
The ice bath. |
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