Ok, we have entered the arena of the Woolly Mammoth. Keep your hands away from the cage. This guy is going to be big, bold, viscous and intense. That's the word on the street at least. Unfortunately our hands are bound pretty tight; not much room for thinking outside the box on this one. The first month will include a slumber in the primary. The next five months will be spent in hibernation, not to see the light of day until mid-September. Another few months in bottles and the Woolly Mammoth will be ready to wreak havoc; scaring mad, laughing villagers into the woods. With a great bellow from the North, this maniacal beast will tower over his wreckage, eyeing the scene with a hubristic humbleness. That doesn't even begin to get to the point. An SG of 1.098 including the #1.5 of dark DME added once the krausen has begun its wayward retreat, the hope is that we settle in the 1.02 range (boiled in 1.5 cups of water). That should give us a vehicle to ride this mofo down the highway of resolve. And if we're lucky, this hairy animal will drip with the time-honored tradition of virility. Dark. Robust. Viscous. Intense. The Woolly Mammoth will soon be upon us. Keep your fingers crossed. It is near.
Dancing Lou Brewery
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