Weeks of chilling and racking the wine into near clear perfection have passed. It seems like a lifetime since I blew it up and even longer since I traveled to the Finger Lakes to buy juice.

The tank has traveled to the car, to work and back home: all in hopes of cold stabilizing it. Sure, I could have bought a mini-fridge for $31. But where’s the adventure and/or headache in that?

My wine gets clearer. Each racking sees less and less sediment. I just need to keep the tank cool until I bottle the lot. So without further ado, here’s a look at my madness…

Yes. I suck. Well, at least my camera skills do. With luck I can stop sucking by tomorrow.

The Last Big Chill


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2 Responses to HUMAN.SIPHON

  1. Blackmagic says:

    This may be this blog’s best blog I have ever seen

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