Lumberjacks. Railroaders. Brewers. Hardy women who didn’t take any guff. Okay, and chemists too. That’s who came to our state over 100 years ago. We honor their legacy through fine brews made with ingenuity and plenty of elbow grease. So when you’ve closed down the sawmill for the night, grab what’ll satisfy you more than any other craft beer and make you feel good – damn good. Like warm flannel on the first day of winter or the wind at your back on the rail trail.
