Genesar and Post-Sandy, notes from the Rogue

Sweet shapes, 11/1

   Every now and then I "trek-out" doin' a little explorin', little shoppin', maybe some surfin'.  On this particular afternoon I was on the prowl for a Christmas gift that ya gotta search in those hard to find nook and cranny type shops.  My way of shopping... I know what I want.  I'm on a mission.  I will exhaust all resources (and sales clerks) to find what I'm looking for.  Unfortunately, no success today.  In my travels however, I happened by one of my favorite type places.  A Revolutionary War period plantation home called Genesar.  Actually, the place's real place was during the War of 1812 as a lookout for British ships making their way through the now defunct (sealed by the Hurricane of 1818) Sinepuxent Inlet.  I am a bit of a history buff, so I was excited by this opportunity.  The current family that owns the joint is still looking for a benefactor(s) that will aid in the ever more urgent renovations. The place is literally held together by the moss that covers it, ready to crumble under the ever-increasing weight of time.

Glory and majesty

 

Surrounding Newport and Sinepuxent Bays

  On the beachfront, Ocean City will be under beach recovery for awhile.  Dunes need rebuilding, lots cleared and reworked, buildings repaired.  But I gotta say, the week following was ideal with sweeeeet head-high availabilities as the tide was still low but coming in.  Sandy ushered in the colder aqua (52F), but light off-shores held up some very nice barrels. Sunday however, not so much.  Less than knee high chop and the fading light discouraged any foray into the waters.  Empty beaches and scattered surf fishermen have ushered in the true off season.  Nice sunset though.

Ready, but not.

Not much waiting, 11/11

Good day.

 










   Tonight's brew hails from the City of the Salt Lake in Utah, Uinta Brewing's Dubhe Imperial Black IPA.  A whopping 109 IBUs and 9.2% ABV will kick yo ass fo' sho'!  Yes, the beer is pronounced "Doo-Bee" and is named after Alpha Ursae Majoris, a red giant with a mass 4x that of the sun.  Sure to fire up a few.  Pours a smooth black with a creamy, tan, one finger head.  Hints of citrus and pine in the smell with strong roasted malts and coffee in the taste.  Crisp finish without the heaviness of a stout.  Loved it. Rated this an Imperial A.

"Beer. Now there's a temporary solution."
                                 -Homer Simpson