Gahr
Ambassador of Blues & Brews
After I started brewing professionally, I gave up homebrewing. After having been into homebrewing big time for over 20 years, I had built up a very nice PID-controlled system which gave me great flexibility and control over the process. For the last three years the gear has been sitting unused at the brewery, and I decided it was time to let it go.
I had already sold a few bits and pieces, but I've held off selling the major components of my setup. However, yesterday I posted some of the main pieces of the brewery for sale on the Norwegian Homebrewers' Association: All but one item sold within hours, leaving me wit the sweet total of 10,000 NOK (close to 1200 USD) extra in my bank account. Life is great at times. And I still have quite a few more things I'm going to sell!
Now, what to spend it on? I have a plan for some of it, which will be used for guitar gear (you'll see soon enough), but the rest is for the kids and family. It will pay for new soccer boots and a new ball for my youngest, new trainers for my oldest, and at lest one plane ticket for traveling. Selling stuff is sweet!
It is a very strange feeling, though. I have been a homebrewer since 1991, and for years it has been my main interest and hobby. I used to be a member of the board of the Norwegian Homebrewers' Association (called "Norbrygg"), I've published a book on beer and brewing (together with another writer and a photographer), I have taught a lot of people to brew both in person and through internet fora, and I actually earn money for selling homebrew kits through a chain of homebrew stores. Brewing is the only subject of which I feel I have a real grasp, and it is the first thing I have ever done where I have felt that I can compete with anyone and be as good as anyone else. It is all in all a huge part of my identity.
Next weekend I'm attending the 20th anniversary of the Homebrewers' Association. I'm going to speak during the dinner, and will meet a lot of friends from the homebrewing community. Although it will not in anyway be a farewell for me, it feels weird. I am no longer doing what has given me more pleasure than anything in my life. Sure, I'm lucky since I get to brew for a living instead, and picking up the guitar again (I never stopped playing, but I didn't play a lot for about 10 years) is one of the best things I've ever done. Still, it marks the end of an era for me personally. Weird.
I had already sold a few bits and pieces, but I've held off selling the major components of my setup. However, yesterday I posted some of the main pieces of the brewery for sale on the Norwegian Homebrewers' Association: All but one item sold within hours, leaving me wit the sweet total of 10,000 NOK (close to 1200 USD) extra in my bank account. Life is great at times. And I still have quite a few more things I'm going to sell!
Now, what to spend it on? I have a plan for some of it, which will be used for guitar gear (you'll see soon enough), but the rest is for the kids and family. It will pay for new soccer boots and a new ball for my youngest, new trainers for my oldest, and at lest one plane ticket for traveling. Selling stuff is sweet!
It is a very strange feeling, though. I have been a homebrewer since 1991, and for years it has been my main interest and hobby. I used to be a member of the board of the Norwegian Homebrewers' Association (called "Norbrygg"), I've published a book on beer and brewing (together with another writer and a photographer), I have taught a lot of people to brew both in person and through internet fora, and I actually earn money for selling homebrew kits through a chain of homebrew stores. Brewing is the only subject of which I feel I have a real grasp, and it is the first thing I have ever done where I have felt that I can compete with anyone and be as good as anyone else. It is all in all a huge part of my identity.
Next weekend I'm attending the 20th anniversary of the Homebrewers' Association. I'm going to speak during the dinner, and will meet a lot of friends from the homebrewing community. Although it will not in anyway be a farewell for me, it feels weird. I am no longer doing what has given me more pleasure than anything in my life. Sure, I'm lucky since I get to brew for a living instead, and picking up the guitar again (I never stopped playing, but I didn't play a lot for about 10 years) is one of the best things I've ever done. Still, it marks the end of an era for me personally. Weird.
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