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Bees hovered around - a nuisance more than a threat. My husband shifted the bucket of apple mulch a few inches to beneath the screw press and slowly turned as the cider seeped out and drained through a screen into a 5-gallon bucket. Someone lifted the full container and carefully poured into a funnel suspended over plastic jugs held by another helper. In this manner, we worked for over an hour.
Our children liked the cranking and tossing apples. Our youngest boy also loved to heave the used mulch into a wheelbarrow. It's a sticky and chaotic process: kids are running around, adults are drinking beer, everyone tests the cider, and someone regularly pours cider in a kettle on a gas grill for those wanting something hot. The only rule is: don't touch anything "black" - warning the little ones about the dangerous gears on the press. Meanwhile, people are inside baking apple pies, bringing out or d'oeuvres, and a band is on the lawn playing funky, fusion jazz - at least that's what I think it was.
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I've discovered that you can still buy this exact type of cider press. The design proved so efficient that it's still being sold today. It's not cheap and, at 840.00, might be better purchased and used by multiple families.
Later that afternoon our family pedaled into town to watch a free showing of Cars 2. Afterwards, in the glow of the university streetlamps, I attached lights to each of my sons' bikes. I always carry extra ones because - well they're boys and - they never remember to bring their own (if they even know where they are). The green duct tape came in handy. I also gave my erratic pedaler my special one: a blinking wheel light.
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