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1023 to Mustimeter last night. 1018 this morning. 1016 tonight. The density of my vintage Windmill decreases again. Relief. She was stuck at 1025 for two days.

Lower densities reflects the activity of transforming sugar into alcohol by yeasts. When the density continues to decline, this may mean stopping the fermentation and exposure of the tank to the "lactic bite" that could make the wine unfit for consumption. When we spent a year working in vineyards, we do not really want to plant them in the final straight (my portfolio too did not really want me to plant).

In my encuvage Mill, I decided not to yeast and not sulphite; first the desire not to put in my wines of the inputs that I know neither the processes nor the traces they could leave in my wines. But also, in corollary, the desire to make a wine that leaves at best express its terroir. "Tell my boy." Tell Daddy what you have in your heart. "I just hope the son is not full and that Oedipus was not one wish, that of killing father.

Those who read me regularly (oh the other, makes his star) must think I'm a paranoid inputs with wine. I heard yesterday on the radio a researcher, a specialist in nano-materials to complain of bad trial that we is chemistry. Chemistry, he said, that 95% of goodies and 5% poor. I just liked him to explain what the 5% bad things, it might save me take me head regularly on this subject.

is however rather stressful these winemaking ultra lights. Not really the easy way out. Struggling to start fermentation. It is always perched on top of tanks, nose first on the lookout for smells acetate, listen to the first rumblings of incipient fermentation activity. Gouzou Gouzou Gouzou. AREU AREU.

And when the gurgling are more present, we begin to breathe (away tanks because with the carbon dioxide produced by fermentation, there's enough to choke.) and we understand why the wine was invented inputs and know such a success ...

But my grapes were so beautiful, so why not try to make wine with grapes just as we said the president of "independent growers" for a superb video you can find HERE ? (Francis thank you for showing me this link. This was a revelation to me.)

Yes, my grapes were great. I know, for those who read the blogs of wine, you read that everywhere. But for me it's true. (How many friends I have left growers there after this post on Facebook?)

These grapes were indeed magnificent. A true moment of joy. It was beautiful. The astonishing quality of the grapes, under severe weather conditions of the vintage, is confirmed by the day, with the exception of a parcel of Fleurie (too) strong where late blight had affected the crop which necessitated a more severe sort. Moreover, no sorting, just sorting on the vine by the pickers. I know it's not super salesman say that we have not sifted through his grapes on a sorting table. Last year, I had requested a trade to acquire a sorting table gave me as an argument to convince me to make this investment that some wine lovers banging "sorting table" on Google as a criterion Access to sites of winemakers, the mere mention of the sorting table on their site being interpreted by the amateur as a more reliable and could guide him in his act of buying too high ... these malls. In the same vein, I read an article the other day to present an area of Beaujolais where the journalist explained to us as the dictation of the new owner that we should respect the integrity of the grape harvest and sorting was paramount. That the basis of a good wine, a grape was impeccably sorted and their high-tech sorting table enabled them to reach this level of requirement. Either. Today, I learned that this property had used the harvester for some plots, harvesting method, as everyone knows, can no longer respects the quality of grapes. It is true that in these conditions, it was rather better have a hell of a sorting table. Poor journalists. And poor readers. That snake makes them swallow it. But it's true that wine is so synonymous with friendliness, he embodies blablabla, and therefore communication about wine is often disneyland and blablabla. A winemaker, horse between his property and Beaujolais his Paris apartment (it is) told me that in Paris the winemakers are mythologized (him anyway!). I should go more often, it would be good for my ego. So we continue to sell the myth, even a little moth-eaten.

The Bachelard regained calm. The pickers have deserted places. Some have taken the path of other vineyards in Champagne, Arbois. What a team we have been fortunate to have. Of young pickers, funny, dedicated, and united in the effort. No handpicked either the pickers but also an excellent vintage. Marginal for some, but if that's the margin, I vote for it occupies three quarters of the page. With just a slight defect still these young people, a consumption higher than my tractor Russian Zetor brand Yet dating from the Soviet era. At the same time, it's nice to see we appreciate your Beaujolais-Village at this point (pun master Capello). And once you see young people drinking wine, after all, we will not complain. Maybe they are those who come out tomorrow French viticulture of the rut in which it fell? Come on boys, we're counting on you. Back together! A big thank you to friends in passing on hand (if you read us Hugues, Special Cell), the family of my wife (and my wife!) For their invaluable help during the harvest.

Here Now came the late phase of alcoholic fermentation before pressing. Another stage, another time of stress. Densities are all between 1000 and 1015. The yeast activity weakens. My yeasts are quite robust for they eat all the sugar? Yum is good sugars in yeasts. You fill up on my friends. You do not have teeth. No risk of caries.

Tomorrow, shedding two vats trainaillent a little with the hope that the reboost. We'll keep you informed.

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2010 points on the i

journalist Jacques Dupont Point was chosen for the 2010 edition of his "special wines, to honor the 13 names which, to the quality the 2009 vintage, the Beaujolais-Villages. A tasting was organized by the inter his request earlier this summer. We presented our wine and were fortunate that it appeals to Jacques Dupont. "Mineral, lively, fruity, a little tight, holding, pretty, fresh, good length, balanced." He was awarded the honorable footnote 15 on 20 and put him in eleventh place in its ranking over a hundred wines tasted.

The blind tasting is complete, the identity of the bottles was unveiled appreciated. Lucky, too, insisted that the grower in charge of serving wine, sommelier training, we knew, having started its conversion to bio along with us. He told us to Jacques Dupont, told him that I was computer programmer before becoming winemaker. The uniqueness of my background interested the journalist, who expressed the wish to meet. The evening we dined together at home.

We were pretty intimidated my wife and me. Jacques Dupont is one of several tasters whose opinions count in the wine world. We wondered what we were going to tell him. Do not commit odd, pleasing the critics as our wine was pleasing him, hoping that gives us a small room in his special wines. At the end of this issue, Le Point double its sales, more than 700,000 copies printed (and sold!). That's still a whole lot of readers interested in the likes of Jacques Dupont, so a real opportunity to find customers for people like us start the sale by the bottle. We found

Jacques Dupont, very friendly and full of simplicity. During the meal, he told us some anecdotes from his many visits to vineyards (that I found some more later in his book "Things drunk," read this summer and I recommend reading the passage, informative and enjoyable, somewhat in the vein of the Dictionary of wine lovers Bernard Pivot, other scholarly work but not making head). He showed us on his laptop great photos taken by Michel Labelle, the photographer who came later to the photo of Ms. Mezigue and illustrating the small portrait of Jacques Dupont gives us the point. He told us he loves casseroles to prepare for his friends, his first experiences as a journalist in the free radio stations, thousand subjects who made this evening a true moment of togetherness. We tasted some wines from the house, a Fleurie 2007 (our oldest vintage!), Yet marked by a shift in new oak which he says nothing (silence I'd rather not read!), but my little wine type zero input, zero sulfite. The atmosphere was good child, I have some pride in this wine that I find surprising and I felt confident enough to make him eat. He tasted it, did not find unpleasant but nevertheless did not hit the roof. I asked him what he thought of wine without suffering, I informed him of the interest I had for these wines, my questions about what type of wine when he interrupted a "Do this is not bullshit! ". That's the kind of thing that sobers you as dry. And then we train, we train. One wonders if we have not said too much. "It's not what I meant." Uh, no, I totally agree with you. It's wine deviant. Well, uh ...". And we said we talked too much. That said the thing he should not say. The evening continues, the man is always so nice, always pleasant exchanges, but we can not help thinking about this "incident" on wines without sulfur. Should I return the item for specifying the back of my mind? "This is the sulfur-free wine that interests me. But I agree. You MUST sulphite to the bet." And finally, we prefer not to return to the subject for fear of annoying our host by our insistence. And we are talking again and vineyards, organic (about more consensus today that our man does not make a religion), and stews. Then it's time to leave. To salute Jacques, thanking him for his visit, telling him how we would (sincerely) happy to see him again at the next crossing in the vineyard for a tasting of Fleurie, this time why not. And the days pass, and the feeling of having been shot in the foot by displaying the will to make wines that are clearly not those of Jacques Dupont wants to defend, promote, because they simply are not to his liking, although still slowly fading until the day you receive a call notifying you of the Point of a photographer will come home you get the portrait. Phew.

And here we are now on page 188, Sophie and me, posing, smiling, triumphant demonstration of our happiness to have become winemakers.

"The time when I was making money are over" I told Jacques Dupont. (About that I remember him holding. I also confirms that the adventure for those attempting, by the computer time run, it's still more lucrative than winemaker ;-). "But I won something." "My legitimacy starts, I want to build it." It cons by the memory of this connection is less now, but maybe I've kept. For without vanity on my part, I do not consider myself more legitimate (I am tempted to write "much less") that all those tenants with flowers or otherwise, who make wine for generations and have therefore not had the chance to be a computer or seller of lingerie, as one of the other neos presented in the special wines of this year before embarking on the vine and which finally the path less exciting to the reader's point. I am surprised by the interest they manifest each time I explain my change of career path. "You're lucky, you realize your dream." I am told often. It's fun to see how it seems sometimes envied, not eventually becoming winemaker (although), but having had at one time (avancé!) of my life, will, courage (the unconsciousness) everything behind for a new life. The grass is always greener on the other .... This is especially true when it launches in bio :-) (I have to be careful with the smiley, it makes me side applause swells a little, you 're ready, it's your smile ;-)

little anecdote in passing on the grass would be greener elsewhere. We were contacted in 2008 by Delarue to go on his show, chuck everything to change their lives, precisely. Much I was super motivated to get Jacques Dupont at home, as Jean-Luc Delarue, I'm told means. It was then, despite several reminders, refused the invitation. I was not particularly want to find myself sitting in front of him and his sheets, sandwiched between an old part of the banking sector who decided to chuck everything to change their lives by opening guest houses in Quercy and a former postman who decided to chuck everything to change their lives by taking a diving center diving in Guadeloupe. "You were a computer scientist in the Paris region, and you have decided to clad all to change their lives and become a winemaker in Beaujolais , in Fleurie. We look at the story and you call Lilian. No thank you Jean-Luc, it will go.

However, I remember Delarue in its infancy, its "this is being discussed," where subjects were treated very interesting and little discussed because a taboo, such as that of the sexuality of mentally , a program that challenged me at the time on the "management" of mental handicap in France. After he drifted a little boy. As I do right now :-) (good practice anyway smileys).

Jacques Dupont, meanwhile, if I can afford this analysis, and if I can allow myself to express it (I can afford?), Wishes to be on helping those who share his love of wine and decided to chuck everything (it's the last time I'm finished) to become a winemaker. It begins with wine tasting. Then meet the winemakers who made those he favored. Then possibly give a boost winemakers to "beginners" which he deems worthwhile work, and project personality. A little bit of Robin Hood vines (I had dared to joke when we met). We can not (me included!) Than to thank, when some of these colleagues prefer to push open doors.

That said, I must admit that I love my Beaujolais-Villages, which I am very happy but not surprised that it's more that he liked Jacques Dupont. (For cons very disappointed he did not like the tasters' Burgundy today "to which I had also submitted ;-) (Really not bad at all these smiley). But I must admit at the same time I am unable to say what actions I did (or I did not do!) To arrive at this result! Admittedly, I led the fermentation with great care. While the grapes crushed were of impeccable quality. But how this differs from what may have been to my fellow vintners of Beaujolais? The health status of the harvest was outstanding throughout 2009. Our semi-dry wine is whole bunch of classic (traditional fermented Beaujolais). So why my wine more than another? Is this due to livestock by lightning? the humidity of the cellar of livestock? In this famous terroir, which everyone is gloating but we feel all the pains of the world to give a precise definition? The fact that I'm in bio and the wine was made from yeast? I know absolutely nothing. It would be presumptuous of me to hand suggest otherwise. And then I can not help but think of all the Beaujolais winemakers who are experiencing difficult times and who can question the legitimacy of the computer with straw hat smiling amid tasting notes of Beaujolais-Villages chosen by the influential Jacques Dupont.

But this does not prevent you from buying my village! Jacques Dupont's good. And we can trust him :-)

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Meeting at CIBAS

Following random checks made by the CIBAS recent weeks, the vintners of Beaujolais bios demanded an appointment to CIBAS to express their resentment about these controls. A hearing was granted to us yesterday morning. If some were missing, most of the bios were present. The following topics were discussed:

First topic: the selection criteria of CIBAS plots to control. Dixit the CIBAS, controls are not (most?) Performed "recommendation", as I had suggested and as I have written here. According to the inspection plan, 20% of the vineyard parcels must be checked annually. To reduce transportation costs (not in order to limit their carbon footprint ;-), the CIBAS carved the vineyard geographic areas that will be monitored on a rolling five years. Within a sector, all plots are inspected without "preference treatment" that such plots are carried out in organic or conventional. (Info or intox, unable to speak).

Second
subject mentioned: we asked what the CIBAS warn growers now before the controls of their vineyards, so they can be present on test day and talk with the inspector about their respective cultural practices . Our request was deemed legitimate by Guillaume de Castelnau, the chairman of CIBAS. He has to be echoed by the INAO order to change the inspection plan in this direction.

Third issue: the point F of the inspection plan, on review for proper maintenance of soil and good management of the grass. We have expressed our doubts about the competence of inspectors to assess what a ground "well maintained". We asked the formulation of more specific guidelines in the inspection plan to allow the inspector to make its monitoring more objectively. It was decided that a working group which would be integrated vitis bios would be formed to consider how to change the inspection plan on this delicate issue.


If therefore the outcome of this meeting, we can say it has been quite constructive. The exchanges were alive, but we must recognize, without making me play devil's advocate, we found ourselves in front of people who showed no particular hostility towards bio (no, no, I do not write in the constraint of a revolver pointed at his head by the Director of CIBAS).

The location of our vineyard is difficult is an understatement. More and more abandoned vineyards, more and more winemakers are to make ends meet, working as a landscaper, as a bricklayer during the week and spend their "leisure" to work in the vineyards. So difficult, in these conditions, the CIBAS achieve serenity controls that its function requires it. It does not strike a man down. Yet INAO CIBAS threatened to withdraw its accreditation if controls are not made and it took a while to CIBAS show more "proactive". Hence the wave of controls at the end of summer. Hence the need also for CIBAS find vines not conform to prove the INAO its "effectiveness" in terms of control. And to "make up the numbers," the vineyards of the bios are the ideal targets. They have a less "Polished" the vines weeded and chemically treated and are controllers for a good source of inspiration to write their reports. But then, before the general awareness of the ecological disaster caused by decades of intensive agriculture and the political will to return to a cleaner agriculture, the minority of the bios is now a legitimacy that his wine forums previously refused. This new "status" allows us to request a replay of the call rules, through the prism of the bio. It allows us to affirm that it is best vineyards with grass, even thousands, that the vines at the sight of the moon, where nothing grows except the vines on the eve harvest, as we unfortunately can still see today. The local Beaujolais seem ready to discuss it before making our voices heard to INAO, which is already in itself a small revolution.

Hopefully this will now display lasted beyond the harvest and will result in concrete. The road is straight, but the slope is rough paraphrase another. And the bios does not want it to be paved, which will increase the difficulty:) To be continued.

Regarding my control, I took the opportunity to know what it was. As I still have not received an answer, a priori not worry about my camera.