I enjoy brewing as much probably more than drinking beer. I will drink a BMC if someone hands me one but they will get a lesson on what’s in it, not in it, how fake it is, how homebrew is better…
I read about brewing daily. Brew weekly. I study and try to understand the science. I get how you need to be precise to be repeatable.
However, I know my system. I care more about the experience than the numbers. I’ve found that about yea much above my thermometer is 5 gallons. About yea much above my handle rivits is enough to boil 60 minutes and still have 5 gallons. I know that five trips around the yard on the mower is about long enough till I need to stir the mash. About ten trips is how long to convert.
Cascade mountains. This one is Mt Adams. As in Sam Adams lol, probably actually Pres Adams. According to the native folk lore it’s Wyeast’s boyfriend. Known to us immigrant folk as My Hood.
I have to walk clear over to my deck to see Wyeast.
I’m something of a seat-of-the-pants brewer too. I quit writing down my recipes, I create them on the fly, I will get an OG measurement but no FG, just generally lazy about a lot of this stuff I guess. I play with no-sparge, no-chill, and BIAB. Beer still comes out good. Can I reproduce something if it comes out good? No but I know the next batch is going to be good so I don’t need to.
I currently have 200 acres of soft winter wheat surrounding my little 5 acres of heaven. I used to live on the west side, loved it, but I’ll take my distance views over rain any day.
Its a he’ll of a life we live here in the PNW for sure.
I envy both you guys, Denny and Jim. Looks like a post card. I’d love to move to the PNW someday, and this reinforces that. BTW I have kids, so an hour of SpongeBob usually takes care of my mash.
Envious of the view, Jim. Would love having mountains in my backyard. Homebrewing is probably the greatest thing I’ve discovered in my life. I love brewing at least as much as drinking the beer, if not more, and I take it very seriously. If the beer doesn’t turn out the way I expect it to, I get pretty bummed out. Wish I didn’t, but I can’t help it. I put so much thought and effort into brewing that I want it to be better than anything else I’ve had.
Must be nice to be up there in the Northwest, fresh yeast and hops right at your finger tips…lucky bastards.
I think I’d take living in the Rockies of Boulder or Fort Collins any day though.