As you wade in the current, the work week fades to gray. When the line strikes and you begin that delicate dance, there’s no choice but to be in the moment. The refreshing citrus aromas and woodsy notes are like the creek passing through the forest. It’s a West Coast Pale Ale for a West Coast way of life.
The summer sun dips low. You brush the salt from your skin after a long day of ocean swims and sandy beach towel naps. Now, your reward: you sink into your hammock with a Dos Topas in hand and let the cool, crisp taste wash over you. So tomorrow, when those warm sunshiny rays crest the mountain peaks, you’ll be ready for round dos.
You’ve gone from shrubland to woodland to highland. When you stop to sip on a Chief Peak, the piney hops are ﬁrst to arrive. The tropical tones of passion fruit, orange, and gooseberry aren’t far behind. Look out on the valley and trace the contours of the mountain. Breathe in the thinning air, wipe the sweat from your brow, and take another well-earned sip.