Back in 2014, I was unemployed for a few months. Fortunately, it was summer and my friends own land “down by the river”, near the town where I live. I took a few days around the 4th of July to camp at their river lot. There was a small army of us, most of us recently unemployed from the same company that had just gone out of business. Like they say, there is strength in numbers. The internet signal was good at the river lot, so we basked in the sun while we searched for new jobs. Boomer also enjoyed this brief stay-cation as he got to spend some quality time doing what he loves best, swimming in the river.
In the profession of travel writing, there is a common thread between us all. We are always traveling AWAY from our homes. Seeking adventure elsewhere. But when you live in North Idaho, home to alpine views, crystal clear lakes and adventures around every corner, why travel?
A year ago I was in Boise and stopped at Payette Brewery’s tap room. The spot was simple, located in an industrial part of town. A typical brewery with a small taproom attached. Nothing overly special, just a room with bar seating, some tables and or course taps. A window peaked into the brewery and the only food available was from food trucks.
With the faint aroma of fermentation and the saturation of moist, yes I said it, air, I stood in a group of strangers. A rush of air flew behind me, not from the wind, but from a man walking briskly past me. He paused slightly, gaining the group’s attention. And like a fan girl, I perked up and leaned forward to get a better look at the familiar bearded man. No, it wasn’t Santa Claus, but better. It was a brewmaster sighting. And not just any brewmaster, it was the brewmaster, John Maier.
Road trip season is upon us. We are loading up our cars with tents, hiking packs and our favorite 6 packs of beer. And we are also loading up our vacations with plans. Here at Paws For Beer, we love a great road trip, especially one that involves driving a road through alpine views hugged by aqua-colored lakes pairing up with the thrill of wildlife sightings around every corner. Here is our list of the top things to do in Glacier National Park this summer:
I sat at a table in the Archer Ale House (1212 10th Street) in Bellingham Washington contemplating what to do. There was a lofty goal in front of me, The Bellingham Tap Trail. Being that I was only in town for a few days. Could I really collect 8 stamps before I left, to obtain my treasured tap trail prize? The two boys to the right of me had attempted the complete trail… in one day… but they had not finished. Instead, they were invited to leave from one of the tap trail establishments participating. Not overly shocking as completing that many breweries and pubs in one day could be considered borderline alcoholic, but let us give them an A for effort.
My attempt would be far less than the boy’s attempt, as I took the shorter of the two options. 8 stops as opposed to the entire trail of 19 stops.
In the land of margaritas by the yard, non-existent open container laws and glassy eyes from a long night before, I found myself not at the head of a craps table, or mesmerized by a sparkling overhead light parade, but at a brewery. Although Las Vegas may be well known for its sin city ways, they do have a decent amount of breweries in the area. And you know me, I love checking out new breweries!
In the dark of night, the dynamite charges explode. Puffs of sparks and debris shoot out the windows and the building begins to lose its balance. Wobbling, as though it has become weak in the knees, knowing its final moments are near. The walls give way and floor after floor comes crashing down to the ground. It is the fate of many hotels in Las Vegas.
Sometimes I see strange things while out on the road. Like a grown man dressed up as Minnie Mouse wearing combat boots walking into the Buoy Brewery bar and asking for a beer. The real question was, where was Mickey? And what kind of footwear was Mickey wearing?
Perhaps the guy was just bringing a little weird to Astoria.
Well done sir.
I always like a building with a bit of history and Seaside Brewing’s building has just that. Located in the former Seaside City Jail this historic brick building was built in 1914. It may no longer have unsavory men roaming the exercise yard but the bars from the windows are hung up on the walls inside reminding us of this building’s checkered past.