Okay nix that previous post, today was definitely the toughest yet! We had to shoe horn all of the tanks (your welcome) out of the already ridiculously tight brewhouse without scratching a single edge. Unlike most breweries, our brewhouse will be the center piece of our taproom. Next to our beer of course.
To lean the tanks (your welcome) onto their sides we used a block and tackle system. Also, we had to custom fabricate the blocking cradles for each one of the tanks (your welcome) . From Canada to the central coast is a long and bumpy journey. We were limited in time with the forklifts, so we had to rush around like mad men trying to get everything done within our schedule.
At around 9pm we started in on the very last piece of the equipment. A second and larger chiller located upstairs in the attic storage area. We were told that it had originally gone up through an opening in the ceiling. As far as we could figure, it was the only way up and down. Easy enough, right? We tried everything to get this 1,000 pound beast through that hole. After about 2 hours we finally surrendered. The three of us had managed to get all the other equipment out, but either we were too exhausted or there was no way possible with the equipment that we had available. Either way, we were done. With a celebratory cheers, using the key to the brewhouse, we enjoyed the moment…
Days 3 and 4 of our dismantle were tough. We didn’t have too much time for photos as you can see. We’re putting in at least 12 hours a day with little to no breaks. Bruised and bloody we inch our way through the process. But, believe it or not we’re still having a blast. Eh!
Our goal is to have all of the larger equipment ready to be removed the next day. But, our biggest success of the day would have to be the 3 of us moving by hand a 10-ton glycol chiller from it’s resting place, around a corner, down a dirt trail, up an embankment, and to the front of the building. Sounds easy, but this beast easily weighed over 1000lbs. Plus, we wrestled with a 60ft+long auger system, practically hot wire a boom lift, finished dismantling and labeling the rest of the accessories, and of course bugged the retail guys as much as possible.
We’re getting more tired by the day, but today was a good milestone in the process. Tomorrow, we get everything out of the building. Tonight we sleep. Oh and maybe drink a little craft beer.
After 3,000 miles and two hours of sleep, it was time to meet up with our friends at Muskoka Brewery. James, their head brewer gave us a CIP lesson and went over the entire system one more time before we started dismantling. We labeled, dismantled and palletized the entire grain handling system.
We finished up the day talking beer with the brewers and sampled their latest and greatest creations including some private reserve beers that were fantastic. These guys know beer!
This past Sunday Jason, Kevin, and I all converged from different parts of the state onto John Wayne airport in Orange County. With nearly 100lbs of tools in hand we were Canadian bound in search of our newly adopted Brewhouse.
It was a nearly effortless trip to Toronto. Well, except for me leaving my one and only carry-on luggage “unattended” and getting it swiped by security in Calgary. Of course, just minutes before boarding our connecting flight to Toronto. But, luckily, even after being told numerous times that my luggage had probably been disposed of, I managed to located it on the opposite side of the airport. At least I didn’t lose my passport….
We arrived in Toronto around midnight, but since it was only 9pm Cali time we decided to make a late night run for Bracebridge. We rented a classy new toyota camry and hit the road. Word of advice when using the toronto freeway system…read the signs. We flew past our exit to muskoka, twice, going different directions. After what seemed like an eternity we were finally headed north. A couple of hours later after a stop at Tim Horton’s, of course, we arrived in Bracebridge, Canada where we were more than happy to our hotel sign…Sleep Inn.
This weekend Jason and Francisco attacked the concrete. The existing foundation was a solid 6 inches thick and riddled with rebar. Inch by inch they chipped away at it. After a day and half and countless dump runs we’re finally ready for metal, trench drains, and 12 inches of fresh concrete.