On 25 and More…

Deschutes

New Years Eve, 1988; it seems like a month ago this week started. The busiest week in the brief history of the brewpub, far busier than any that preceded it. Everyone’s tired. But everyone’s still game for what is to come. I’m tired, really tired, but relieved that people still want to come out and see us. I’m tired because my Christmas day was largely spent with a hot water hose held on the cone of one fermenter we are still trying to get started. Fortunately, I have a great wife and great parents that kept me company for a large part of that day. Even more fortunately, it seems like we might survive this week, and this first year (6-months really) and, although we’re battered, we’re still here, still in business. I’m excited for our new bookkeeper who is starting in a week. It’ll be the third we’ve had in the first 6 months and I don’t need to be hiring another one. So many things to do and all I can think about is getting some rest. Oh well, no one asked me to be here. I guess I’ll keep going and look for things to improve. We got our beer to the Mountain (Bachelor) and they seem to be happy. I haven’t skied yet, but, then again, don’t think I’ll have time this winter. We have a city league team that I’m on and I think I can get to the race, then come right back to the pub, if I time it right. It’ll be nice to ski, but I’d sure like a warm up run, or two….

The Granddaddy of Beer Fests: GABF

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A couple of weeks ago our team made the annual trek out to Denver, Colorado for the granddaddy of beer fests, the Great American Beer Festival, otherwise known simply as GABF. We joined over 600 breweries on the Colorado Convention Center floor, pouring 20 of our damn tasty beers for around 49,000 craft beer fanatics. The Brewers Association folks who put on the festival say over 3,100 different beers were poured, one ounce at a time, for thirsty festival goers. But that’s not all…

Let the Festivities Begin... Jubelale Is Here

Jubelale Artists
Artists Cara and Louie with their mitten knitting friend Christa

BASE CAMP WEEK IN SEATTLE

Base Camp Week is a grateful nod for your support of Deschutes’ high risk-high reward brews, from Mirror Pond’s Pale Ale Base Camp to the radical fringes of the craft. Bravely done, oh pioneers.

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