oswegan
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On Monday night I brewed a 6 gallon batch of Scottish Wee Heavy and had an amazingly good session that ended up with a final gravity of 1.098 and I was totally stoked when I pitched the Edinburgh yeast. It started activity at around 12 hours and by 24 hours (last night) it blew its stack and kicked off a bunch of foam through the tube into the bucket no worries.
So this morning the foam had mostly settled down so I took out the tube and put in an air lock - it was a little vigorous but no major issues when I took off for work an hour or so later.
My fermentation chamber is basically my walk in shower in our bathroom of the main floor of the house - the shower never gets used and it stays a pretty even 65-70 degrees.
So at lunch my wife calls and says "hey your beer is making a mess and going crazy and it's basically coming up though the air lock and gettin on the outside of the stopper and down the side, blah, blah, blah . . . "
So then I walk her through getting a bucket with water and sanitizer etc. and a blow off tube and tell her how to remove the stopper and get the tube in and sanitize the whole thing.
I the middle of pulling out the airlock she screams and yells "oh my God!" and describes the scene of mayhem and distruction as the airlock comes shooting out followed by foam and trub soiling her precious tile and hitting the ceiling. Finally after calming her down, I am able to determine that the volume (my main concern) is still only down less than an inch from the the original trub line ("phew") and then I go back to enjoying my delicious lunch that she prepared for me.
So this morning the foam had mostly settled down so I took out the tube and put in an air lock - it was a little vigorous but no major issues when I took off for work an hour or so later.
My fermentation chamber is basically my walk in shower in our bathroom of the main floor of the house - the shower never gets used and it stays a pretty even 65-70 degrees.
So at lunch my wife calls and says "hey your beer is making a mess and going crazy and it's basically coming up though the air lock and gettin on the outside of the stopper and down the side, blah, blah, blah . . . "
So then I walk her through getting a bucket with water and sanitizer etc. and a blow off tube and tell her how to remove the stopper and get the tube in and sanitize the whole thing.
I the middle of pulling out the airlock she screams and yells "oh my God!" and describes the scene of mayhem and distruction as the airlock comes shooting out followed by foam and trub soiling her precious tile and hitting the ceiling. Finally after calming her down, I am able to determine that the volume (my main concern) is still only down less than an inch from the the original trub line ("phew") and then I go back to enjoying my delicious lunch that she prepared for me.