BobV
New Member
It started innocently enough. My 2nd or 3rd batch was a Sierra Nevada clone from Austin Homebrew. Followed the directions with one minor alteration; at the end of the boil, immediately prior to turning off the heat, I added about a cup of local honey. My hydrometer was broken, so gravity readings were not available.
Pitched a liquid yeast and put the beer in a cool space to ferment. With no activity after the first 36 hours I paniced and pitched another vial of yeast. Fermentation started the next day and was very active for 3 days. After a week in the primary the beer was very cloudy and still seemed to have a lot of activity, so I left it there for another week.
After 2 weeks in the primary, I racked the beer into the secondary (a glass carboy). It was still very cloudy. After three weeks in the secondary it was not much better, but I was scheduled to leave the country in a couple weeks so it was time to bottle. So, into the bottles it went, and they went into the closet to carbonate.
Two weeks later I pulled one out and drank it. I won't even try to describe the taste, but it was not good at all. But I pretty much expected that so I was OK with it. I was starting to learn and understand that patience is a brewer's best friend. But, as you will see, the lesson had not completely sunk in yet.
I left the country for 5 weeks, and had high hopes for my 'skunk' beer when I got back. I was very disappointed to find the taste had not changed at all! At this point I have to admit that I gave up on that batch. I ordered another kit and started the process all over again.
Another month went by before it was time to bottle the new batch. I paid my 18yo son and his buddy $5 each to dump out 'old skunky'. While they were busy, I decided to give it one last check and grabbed a bottle out of the case they were working on, popped the top, and took a sip. It was GREAT! An awesome Pale Ale with just a hint of honey flavor. I told the boys not to dump any more, and they informed me that I held the last bottle in my hand. One of them actually told me that he didn't understand why they were pouring it out since he had tasted one and thought it was pretty good. I chilled the bottle and then poured it into a glass, and it was crystal clear.
Drinking that glass of beer was a bittersweet experience.
Pitched a liquid yeast and put the beer in a cool space to ferment. With no activity after the first 36 hours I paniced and pitched another vial of yeast. Fermentation started the next day and was very active for 3 days. After a week in the primary the beer was very cloudy and still seemed to have a lot of activity, so I left it there for another week.
After 2 weeks in the primary, I racked the beer into the secondary (a glass carboy). It was still very cloudy. After three weeks in the secondary it was not much better, but I was scheduled to leave the country in a couple weeks so it was time to bottle. So, into the bottles it went, and they went into the closet to carbonate.
Two weeks later I pulled one out and drank it. I won't even try to describe the taste, but it was not good at all. But I pretty much expected that so I was OK with it. I was starting to learn and understand that patience is a brewer's best friend. But, as you will see, the lesson had not completely sunk in yet.
I left the country for 5 weeks, and had high hopes for my 'skunk' beer when I got back. I was very disappointed to find the taste had not changed at all! At this point I have to admit that I gave up on that batch. I ordered another kit and started the process all over again.
Another month went by before it was time to bottle the new batch. I paid my 18yo son and his buddy $5 each to dump out 'old skunky'. While they were busy, I decided to give it one last check and grabbed a bottle out of the case they were working on, popped the top, and took a sip. It was GREAT! An awesome Pale Ale with just a hint of honey flavor. I told the boys not to dump any more, and they informed me that I held the last bottle in my hand. One of them actually told me that he didn't understand why they were pouring it out since he had tasted one and thought it was pretty good. I chilled the bottle and then poured it into a glass, and it was crystal clear.
Drinking that glass of beer was a bittersweet experience.