Hercules just out walking the dog, in Hell.
Sampling a Grand River this evening, doing some river drafting. Perhaps the grandest river is the River Styx of Greek mythology, the waterway to the underworld. For most it was their last river rafting adventure. Hercules went down on a labour of love to do some dog sitting for Pluto and lived to tell the tale. Just imagine the poop scooping going on there. Odysseus crossed the river to visit his Mom and she ghosted him! *
This Grand River ** is a little closer to home in both time, space and reality. We spent Midnight on the Grand and thoroughly enjoyed it. Let’s see how well the river runs juicy.
It pours a muted golden orange with some heavy-duty foam, free standing and thick enough to shave with. Some juice on the nose with hoppiness cutting through the foam fest. First taste is some mild stone fruit juice with hops throughout and hoppy bitters for a photo finish, all in balance. Mid-way through it went a bit flat then bounced back juicy. Balance re-achieved.
It got off to a foamy debut, but ended up being a juicy hoppy middlin’ strength balanced brew. A decent enough mildly juicy and hoppy IPA.
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