Wednesday 11 May 2011

I got wood for Cider

Cider has a relationship with many things and its often these peripheral things that interest me the most. If you want to understand anything holistically, you need to study the things around it. Part of my love of real cider is its contrary relationship with wood. I say contrary because some people insist on it and others hardly consider it. Today, cider is made in many things: a variety of plastics, steel, glass, fibreglass... but traditionally, here in UK, Cider has always been fermented and or transported in wooden barrels (OK and occasionally earthenware.)
 
I want one please
Aging/maturing is another dark art, especially in wood where microflora are often present and add the uniquest of flavours to a product. You can taste the difference in a cider thats been matured in wood just like you can in wine, or as is more fashionable recently, in beer. It adds another dimension to the flavour and is a worthwhile endeavor if somewhat of a riskier pain in the arse, but that's another story. It photographs really well too, so I'm a fan on two levels. One advantage most artisan cidermakers have over the industrial counterparts is their product affords them a 'need' for wood in the process of cidermaking by traditional association (although many don't bother these days.) People like to believe farmhouse ciders are expected to spend some time in wood, partly because its more romantic than plastic or steel and part of ciders charm is in its rustic romance, and also for those of us that appreciate the improvement in taste. In reality, wooden barrels and vats can be an avoidable luxury as they need more care, careful cleaning and can be deemed costly. Modern materials are easier to clean and sterilise, they'll take harsher chemicals without absorbing them, will be slower to perish and often endure the hotter temperatures required or pastuerisation for longer but they won't impart any magic into your beloved juice. Some of the better artisan producers have small oak vats that they ferment or mature in and it really adds some complexity to the flavour. Larger wooden vats that hold enough cider to cope with an industrial scale are incredibly expensive to buy and trickier to maintain than steel or fibreglass, so the lucky few that still have vats big enough and healthy enough to use commercially are onto a winner, as they will be the ones with the advantage of scale, distribution and also flavour, a combination not often found in industrial cidermaking.

VAT 53. FIFTY FUCKING THREE!
Recent times have seen a resurgence of interest in coopering, nothing crazy but a enough to keep it alive. Just. Coopering is a fantastic skill and we have a strong British tradition of it. It has always been  a really well respected trade that's now more uncommon than you might think here in UK, especially considering our combined cider and beer heritage and more modern wine scene.


Alastair Simms is the only Master Cooper in UK and he kindly allowed me the time to make a visit and show me through the process of wooden barrel making. Like any true Yorkshireman in this day and age, he too loves a drop of proper cider.

Photographically speaking, these were all done using available light, with the occasional bounced flash here and there. As per usual, all on prime lenses too.... mmmm, prime lenses.




  
 































































































Wednesday 4 May 2011

Frank Naish

Right - quickest post EVER because I have to nip out shortly to photograph George Osbournes visit to Gaymers Cider in which, the day before the country gets to vote on AV, he will want to point out how nice the Conservative party are for abolishing Labours Cider tax before it got a chance to kick in...

Cider is full of characters and one of the oldest I have met is the lovely Frank Naish. In recent times he has had the attention of the cider world because someone somewhere dubbed him 'Britains oldest cidermaker'. It may be true and as I can't see anyone protesting, I'll go along with that. Apparently, at the ripe old age of 86+,  he still makes the annual walk a few miles down the road to the Glastonbury Festival site to deliver a gallon of his cider to the team manning the most revered meeting spot on site for us Sumortūnsǣte - the magnificent and ever loving Cider Bus (more on that another day...). If you ever want to find a friend from Somerset, start looking there!

He makes cider traditionally from apples in his own orchards, how much I am unsure of, but on the day I rolled up on his doorstep unannounced he did me the courtesy of his time, a glass of cider, a smile and a loud chat while I grabbed a few quick portraits. He was patiently fixing a clock in his kitchen when I arrived, so I didn't want to take up any more time than necessary. I'd been trying for sometime to get in touch with him to arrange a time to do it, but discovered that he is so deaf he can't hear the phone these days. Also, when in conversation, you have to shout loudly at him, which seems really strange when a kind faced man stares back at you with a gentle smile. I didn't get used to it.

We went out to the barn to see the cider that his fermenting. You can see the yeast head worming out of the barrels in some photos.We chatted about the Oz & James program he was featured in and how he had to take the sword from the oafish one of the lively duo during filming.

Anyway - here he is.