This is trailbreaker. Your spade pours effortlessly into the hard earth. Spring rubs green air on your arm. Today the knees bend with power; your lungs plume strong breath. Body, gear, mountain. An efficiency of pistons. When we are not moving over the tops of mountains, we are moving mountains. Never hit the backcountry alone…
This pale ale will likely come across more like a session IPA than most pale ales in the market. We kept the malt profile light so that the hops could shine.