Small Gods

Snow-blind and shivering a lone mountaineer frantically descends. Lost and disoriented, the only sound to keep his heavy breathing company is the soft crunch of his boots break the crust on knee-deep snow. Behind him a snaking blood trail from the frayed end of a violently severed rope tracks a red slash across the pristine white expanse. The Chuchuna has taken his partner, he can only hope that its hunger is sated.

This Cold IPA was brewed with 100% Nelson Sauvin and a clean and bright pilsner malt. Fermented with a lager yeast this is an assertive beer with a crisp, fresh snap.

Recipe: Sam Williamson