Last Sunday on Mother's day I hurt my back. My mom being the sweet woman that she is offered me up a muscle relaxer. Her exact words were "I take them every day, they don't faze me a bit." Well, mom doesn't drink as much beer and whiskey as I do I guess because I was down all day Monday with what felt like sludge in my veins.
On Tuesday I was still feeling a good bit sluggish, especially my brain. I brewed a 372 gallon batch of tripel. As I added the last sack of grain I realized it said "Best Wheat" not "Best Pils". I thought, oops. Grabbed a sack of wheat by accident. No big deal. Then, as I was trying to smooth out the grain bed I noticed how heavy and thick it was, unlike any grain bed I had even seen before. Then when I started to vorlauf I noticed how slow and cloudy the grant was. I went back and counted empty sacks - I had doughed in almost 75% wheat. Took me 4 hours to lauter. The weird thing is my brain remembers seeing wheat when I opened the sacks but my brain didn't tell me that I was screwing up.
The day never got better, and even forgot to add my yeast nutrient and WF.
Keith, that's a sad turn of events. I hope you are feeling better now. What are you going to do with your batch of 75% wheat beer? Will it be a mostly wheat tripel?
Mark, also sad for your bad luck. I drive my MM 3-roller with a 1/2" DeWalt drill and will be paying closer attention to any stalls that could be related to pebbles!