We got the last two bines of Fuggles hops in this weekend.
Time was definitely running out as autumn encroached and the cones neared late middle-age.
Two plants remained, those occupying the west and north corners of the Fuggles pyramid. The west facing plant provided far more cones, on a thicker stem that were less mature than those on the north facing plant, the cones of which had already started to turn over ripe. I hadn’t expected to see such a difference due to orientation to the sun.