The Wisdom of Old
Norse-Style Blonde Ale
The Brewmaster's Adventures: Chapter. I
“…“Oh, is it? Is it really super?” I asked while lifting a single sardonic eyebrow. The man seemed mad, or narcissistic at best. Strolling about with one eye and several ravens, perhaps stuffed, perched foppishly on his shoulders. The affectations of a vain and insecure man, I assumed. But then a quick sip of the yeasty blonde ale and I was blown forcefully backwards, out of the halls of Valhalla to plummet down to the Earth…”
Old One-Eye is a unique breed of Blonde Ale birthed from the loins of the Norwegian yeast, Hornindal Kveik, and fermented at high temperatures to create a smooth, easy-drinking beast. An ode to Odin, who traded an eye for wisdom, this brew is a refreshing, citrusy 5.6% ABV that pairs well with almost anything.
An Obstruction On The Troll
The Brewmaster's Adventures: Chapter. XXIX
“… The Be-Riddling had gone on for hours by this point. A treacherous tete-a-tete of enigma and counter-enigma, of puzzle and repuzzle, of braintickle-er and braintickle-ee. I didn’t have all night. I’d need to think of something to bring this melee of the minds to an end, and quick. Reaching deep into the recesses of my acumen, it suddenly hit me, clear as day: ‘Hey, look over there!’ I shouted…”
Bitter and balanced. A West Coast style IPA. Brilliant bouquet of grapefruit and tropical fruit on the nose with hints of peach and lemon zest.
- Year Round
Riddling Trestle ,
Don’t Feed the Splendid
NE Pale Ale
The Brewmaster's Adventures: Chapter. LXIII
“…Stay now, gentle beast, I murmured as I reached a trembling hand out to the enormous moonlight-colored moose. He bowed his head, and shortly, after some coaxing, I scrabbled up upon his back. I had traveled to the farthest northeast corner of the country in search of a mythical Pale Ale that could soothe even the most maddened mind. But my feet were sore from walking. And as I always say, you can’t beat travel by ghost-mooseback…”
Our Northeast Pale Ale is brewed with Pale and Pilsner malt, along with a copious amount of Citra hops that give a super hazy and juicy color to the beer. Bright oranges fall on the nose with a smooth, citrus flavor on the palate. If you close your eyes, you just might think this beer was juiced rather than brewed.
- Year Round
The Return Voyage of Banshee
Coffee Golden Ale
The Brewmaster's Adventures: Chapter. XXVII
“… The ghostly crew scurried to and fro, hoisting mainsails and swabbing decks. Envivified by my new coffe-laced golden ale, they were a veritable gyre of activity. We were making great time. And the trip had been pleasant so far. I’ve taken enough spectral conveyance that the ghosts did not scare me. It helped that they were all wearing little ghost boat shoes…”
Aromas of a light roast with slight characters of citrus and honey roll off the frothing head, leading to a crisp coffee sweetness. The balanced acidity of the coffee blends perfectly with the light malty characters, leading to a brilliantly smooth, latte-like creaminess to the brew. (Available on nitro in the taproom.)
- LIGHT ROAST
Still Bay, South Africa
Luring the Lord
The Brewmaster's Adventures: Chapter. LXIX
“…This was no normal Nessie. This was a strange, humpbacked, horse-headed mega-uggo. But it also sat atop a stockpile of a fresh, new hazy IPA I had to have. So, sauntering slyly over, I wrapped my arm around the shoulder (???) of the sea serpent (???) and said, ‘What’s a handsome devil like you doing in this cold, forgotten, waterlogged grotto?’…”
So many hops. El Dorado, Amarillo, and Citra. The water creates a canvas that gives this beer its noticeable softness and haziness while multiple flaked grains provide the perfect haze in balance with this beer’s robust base malt.
666 Stygian St. ,
The Autonomous Nature Of DANKBOT
The Brewmaster's Adventures: Chapter. CDXX
“… You have to understand, the stereotypical portrayal of robots as cold, calculating and intelligent is an entirely regressive media construct. Most of them are as dumb as the bolts that hold them together. I reflected on this as I watched my creation spin in circles, hurling heeps of hops into my new beer, the dopplering breedle of his idiot ‘WHEEEEEE!’ filling the air. I had created a moronic monster. But he was my moronic monster…”
We’ve taken this IPA up a notch with a ton of bitterness and hoppy goodness. With a medium to light malt body, the focus of this beer is hops to truly let them be the hero. A layer of earthy and dank hops on top of bold citrus characters make this beer our hoppiest to date.
Willamette Valley Oregon, USA