The apples should be falling later but this hot summer means that in the old orchard by the river they are starting to drop already. So they should be almost ripe. If I wait longer more will fall down the sloping banks into the river or just sit on the ground waiting for worms and other bugs. And so Joshua and I gathered a large plastic ball full and did our first press of ther year, aided by our new toy, an apple scratter.
It scrunches apples I have quartered up and then after a second scrat the crushed apples are ready for pressing. About ninety minutes after Joshua and I started picking we had our furst two bottles. as you can see below.
It is not as sweet as shop bought juice with all its lovely chemicals but it is good enough for Joshua to ask for more and for the Mrs and I.
I reckon that the next pressing at the weekend will be a bit sweeter and by the time Joshua sells you bottles at Sharestock, it will be perfect.
