I had a fun time bottling a batch of beer today, I finally got to packaging my Rhizome IPA, the only beer I was able to make with my freshly grown / picked hops.
First, I forgot to tighten the spigot on my bottling bucket, so beer started to ooze all over the floor until I realized it.
Then, my bottle filler's tip came off and beer started gushing through the tubing all over my basement rug & bottles, so I had to remove the tubing and constantly open & close the nozzle on my bucket to fill the bottles.
When I was capping, I had one longneck bottle that just didn't want too cooperate. I heard glass grinding and I though "Ah Sh*t", and when I poppped the partially crimped cap off of the bottle, it completely broke off at the top. So I set it aside and continued. A few minutes later, I noticed my bottle caps had blood on them, and so did my bottle capper, and one of my hands, and some smears on the bottles. Sure enough, the hand I used to pop the messed up cap off was slowly dripping blood all over. When I was all said & done, I went over to the bastard bottle that broke and was pouring the wasted beer out when I noticed a little white fleck of something on the bottle neck. Upon closer inspection, I found that it was the missing chunk of my finger. What a fun start to the day.
I'm guessing this is why people keg their beer.
First, I forgot to tighten the spigot on my bottling bucket, so beer started to ooze all over the floor until I realized it.
Then, my bottle filler's tip came off and beer started gushing through the tubing all over my basement rug & bottles, so I had to remove the tubing and constantly open & close the nozzle on my bucket to fill the bottles.
When I was capping, I had one longneck bottle that just didn't want too cooperate. I heard glass grinding and I though "Ah Sh*t", and when I poppped the partially crimped cap off of the bottle, it completely broke off at the top. So I set it aside and continued. A few minutes later, I noticed my bottle caps had blood on them, and so did my bottle capper, and one of my hands, and some smears on the bottles. Sure enough, the hand I used to pop the messed up cap off was slowly dripping blood all over. When I was all said & done, I went over to the bastard bottle that broke and was pouring the wasted beer out when I noticed a little white fleck of something on the bottle neck. Upon closer inspection, I found that it was the missing chunk of my finger. What a fun start to the day.
I'm guessing this is why people keg their beer.