This last Saturday, I was planning on brewing a batch of KingBrianI's excellent Common Room ESB. It was my second batch of this brew and I had made a bunch of corrections to improve it. I was also particularly excited since the LHBS just happened to receive a fresh shipment of EKG and fuggles whole leaf hops which they rarely carry.
So everything was going great. I had gotten through my mash just fine and had almost 15mins left to the boil. At that point, I inserted the wort chiller in the boiling beer to sanitize it and since I had 5 minutes before my next addition, I decided to go ahead and hook up the hoses to save some time. Then, I notice the hose is all kinked so I decide and go ahead and try to straighten it out while it's still hooked up to the chiller sitting in the beer. I'm almost done with undoing the kinks when I feel a slight tug in the hose. I just lifted my head in time to see the whole pot of wort come crashing down and spilling the wort all over the patio. You know, I've been brewing for 3 years and I've never done anything this stupid. Anyhow, it was a pretty sad day in homebrewing. I can still see the hop flowers on the patio and I just wonder if they felt anything as they fell to their death.
Just wanted to share my horrible experience and to again prove murphy's law that if "Anything that can go wrong will go wrong."
So everything was going great. I had gotten through my mash just fine and had almost 15mins left to the boil. At that point, I inserted the wort chiller in the boiling beer to sanitize it and since I had 5 minutes before my next addition, I decided to go ahead and hook up the hoses to save some time. Then, I notice the hose is all kinked so I decide and go ahead and try to straighten it out while it's still hooked up to the chiller sitting in the beer. I'm almost done with undoing the kinks when I feel a slight tug in the hose. I just lifted my head in time to see the whole pot of wort come crashing down and spilling the wort all over the patio. You know, I've been brewing for 3 years and I've never done anything this stupid. Anyhow, it was a pretty sad day in homebrewing. I can still see the hop flowers on the patio and I just wonder if they felt anything as they fell to their death.
Just wanted to share my horrible experience and to again prove murphy's law that if "Anything that can go wrong will go wrong."