Making Wine. As Nik would say "doin", because I ask him all of the time "Nik what are you doing?" When he is out of my sight and being very quite, it normally means up to no good. I look and sure enough, flour all over the kitchen, washing powder all over the bathroom, all of the sheets and pillows on the floor of the bedroom, no room is safe to put this kid in without adult supervision.
Here he is posing in the vineyard with my frappe that he confiscated and took as his own. He really loves to pose for the camera as long as its on his own terms.
Very beautiful grapes in what I like to call the Napa Valley of Greece. This location is between Trikala and Larisa about one hour from our house, the guy we bought grapes from has about 14 acres of grapes, we were in just one of his locations. Lucky for us he had the grapes already picked we just came and had them transfered into our crates. The way it works is on the way in they weigh the vehicle and then after you load up they weigh it again and the difference is how much the weight of the grapes is and this is what you pay for.
We crushed the grapes that night, I helped hold the machine and removed some of the stems and leaves. Arthur did the hard part of lifting and transferring of grapes and later grape juice and remnants. The juice is now fermenting in two big barrels, ready to become wine. Will we make ouzo with the leftovers, I don't know but I will keep you posted.
Making Wine. As Nik would say "doin", because I ask him all of the time "Nik what are you doing?" When he is out of my sight and being very quite, it normally means up to no good. I look and sure enough, flour all over the kitchen, washing powder all over the bathroom, all of the sheets and pillows on the floor of the bedroom, no room is safe to put this kid in without adult supervision.
Here he is posing in the vineyard with my frappe that he confiscated and took as his own. He really loves to pose for the camera as long as its on his own terms.
Very beautiful grapes in what I like to call the Napa Valley of Greece. This location is between Trikala and Larisa about one hour from our house, the guy we bought grapes from has about 14 acres of grapes, we were in just one of his locations. Lucky for us he had the grapes already picked we just came and had them transfered into our crates. The way it works is on the way in they weigh the vehicle and then after you load up they weigh it again and the difference is how much the weight of the grapes is and this is what you pay for. 
We crushed the grapes that night, I helped hold the machine and removed some of the stems and leaves. Arthur did the hard part of lifting and transferring of grapes and later grape juice and remnants. The juice is now fermenting in two big barrels, ready to become wine. Will we make ouzo with the leftovers, I don't know but I will keep you posted.
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