Hop Picking

Had a very pleasant afternoon. Went to the farm in the village, they had offered me the hops that grow up the side of the farm house. After standing in the bucket of a telehandler to be lifted up to the eaves to get the best hops we all (us and the children) had a walk around the edge of the fields to a little stream / brook where the children played. Oliver of course came back absolutely soaked up to the waist. Emptied his wellies before we walked back, emptied them out again when we got to the farm house. Borrowed clothes to bring him home...

Making some beer from these fresh hops tomorrow. No idea what type of hop they actually are, so won't be using them for bittering, probably mainly for aroma, and they do have a nice aroma.