So I put together the must for the pumpkin cider, pitched the yeast, and waited. A day passed. . . .two. . . .nada. No signs of fermentation (WHY would I think there would be?), so I freaked out and stirred it again, even did another yeast pitch. Maybe, I thought, the must was still too hot when I did the original pitch (it wasn't). Maybe there was too much chlorine in the water. Maybe the moon was out of phase.
Only to feel like an idiot when the thing started cooking in earnest the next day, and has been ever since.
|Yep, bubbling away.|
So in a week or so, when the fermentation slows down, I'll rack it off the lees and to a second ferment, adding a bit of brown sugar and spices (it is a Pumpkin cider, after all), and, if I can keep my freaking hands off it, all shall be well.
Patience, Mungo, Patience.