Don't Let The Blues Get You Down, notes from the Rogue

Tough day to be Evel.  Gonna be tougher in the AM.  May 27th, 1975.
Wembley Stadium, London

   Not doin' much besides the gym.  And three days a week is a struggle.  Not much sun lately.  Water skating along the 40 mark.  Weather hanging in the upper 30's. Flurries here 'n there.  Like the Evel one after the above jump...think I'd rather stay in bed.  DST is a week away. Hope.

Feel the pull before this crash.

  Haven't had too many Barleywine style ales.  Sierra Nevada's Bigfoot is an excellent brew to serve as a conversion.  Now I'm on the hunt. Strong caramel malt scent that gave way to pine.  And after that first swig, the hops explode...90 IBUs, Son!  Grapefruit, spice, resin.  Wow. Just a Big hop footprint (hence the name).  The pour has a bee-utiful deep amber luster with a thick, tan, two finger head.  Strong lacing.  Nice bittersweet finish. At 9.6% ABV, not boozy at all making this animal dangerous. Unlike most beers, Barleywines get better and actually change characteristics with age...mellowing out.  Ready for my next catch.
I rated Bigfoot an A.

"I love being punched in the mouth

 by my beer."

                              -Colin Gebhard