08.10.2010 - 08.10.2010 27 °C
This morning James, John and I set up the sorting table and spent the whole day with the help of David to sort through the grapes. We threw out all the unripe, moldy, raisoned and sour grapes. We had to get it done asap as we felt that Ugo would have kept the majority of them even if it did affect the flavor of the wine. As the day ticked on we slowly worked through the cases. About mid afternoon Ugo joined us in the processing. We finally completed all the cases by about 4pm.
We then hooked up the destemmer again and poured case after case of Sangiovese grapes in. Case after case went through and slowly the fermentation tub filled up. Once all the cases had been emptied, John and i set about getting the last of the grapes and grape juice from the destemmer. I unhooked the hose from the destemmer and john slipped a small jug under the pump of the destemmer to catch any that might dribble out. Once the hose had been cleared and the jug emptied, John held the jug upto the side of the pump so we could empty the rest from the destemmer itself. This is where it all started to go wrong. I mentioned to John, me being tired and all i.e. not thinking straight, that I was going to flick on the pump. As John agreed I thought it must make sense and proceeded to flick on the power. Suddenly it registered to john, who was bent over the destemmer pump opening and eagerly holding the jug, what I had said. At the moment it registered a funnel of purple liquid and solids flew straight out of the pump and into his face. Thankfully he saw the funny side of it. Sadly, his apron didn`t really help!