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| Already looking for an escape route. Short-lived rides off 65th street beach, just south of Holidays. 9/6/2018 |
Is a pair of shades and ice cold beer
And a place to sit somewhere near
Water
-Brad Paisley
Warm, humid, late afternoon. That combo...heat and humidity... just seems to flatten you. Flattens everything. Especially the ocean. Which is ironic, considering there are several tropical storms brewing in the southeast Atlantic. Nice thing about this session...tide coming in, water in the upper 70's, and the slack swell left a strong briny scent in the air. Can't help but get off on that. Very relaxing session. Even with a fast setting sun, I never felt rushed to grab that next ride. Did feel rushed to punch out of each ride. When the wave is folding within five yards of the beachhead, time to punch out. Every damn one of 'em. I mean, you feel the momentum and the board starts to plane, and there's the sand. Little unnerving. Even on munchkinland rollers. Regardless, a nice zen-like evening, nice zen-like sunset, nice zen sesh.
Zen. Voodoo. It's all ritual. Like drinking a spiritualizing New Orleans brew after a mellow surf. Purple Haze, one of Abita Brewing Company's mainlines, is a very easy drinking raspberry field lager. Poured rose-ish amber in color with roughly 'bout a two-finger, puffy, plum tinted head. Aromas of berries, hops, light malt and grass. Taste was crisp, light pepper and hops, tang of the malt, with enough hint of raspberries to "get it." The whole Purple Haze thing. Tart berries and wheat malts balance out. Like New Orleans itself, this brew goes well with any grilled grub. Little weak on the finish though. 4.2% ABV. A big 13 IBUs. Rated this one a B-.
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Purple Haze all in my brain
Lately things don't seem the same
Actin' funny, but I don't know why 'Scuse me while I kiss the sky -Jimi Hendrix |
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