Beer Infinity Beer, Brewing & Beyond
| The lapping of waves against the scarred hull of the ship and the shifting shadows of the sunlight through the sails lulls most into sense of relaxed bliss. Creaking joists and the incessant rubbing from the rigging ropes keep time with the roll of the deck beneath our hoary bare feet. Hard and sometimes splintered wood echos quietly underfoot as we sidle across the deck in that classic sailor’s waddle. Ahead is the darkened shade of the hatch to below decks and our prize. We quietly lower ourselves into the waiting dark, smells of oak, saltwater, dried fish, assail the nose, still better than the unwashed stink of our traveling companions. There we go. Aye, our goal is there ahead of us. Quiet now, for the Captain can not know what we are about…skulking about below in storage when we should be mending sail or swabbing the deck. There it is, the large keg there on the bottom of the pile. Inside rests liquid gold, or perhaps more liquid courage–something we will need for the … |
Source: JABlog: A Minnesota-Centric Beer Blog
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