On a bright sunny day in late September I was traveling along the back highways of Southern Idaho. This part of Idaho is somewhat desolate with low rolling hills, limited vegetation and light-years away from the lushness of Northern Idaho that I call home. As my car crested a small hill I was taken back by what had folded out before me. It was a sea of rippling black lava frozen in time. I stopped my car in a small pullout to get a closer look of the lava that has pushed its way up through the Earth’s surface 15,000 years ago. The warm wind whipped across my face as I stood on the side of the highway. Looking out as far as my eyes could see was The Craters Of the Moon National Monument.
It was the day after my friend’s wedding and I was on the move. I had left the reception early the night before. When I say early I mean 11:30 pm. My friends and the wedding party had fun well into the morning. I had to drive to my accommodations so the responsible thing to do was cut myself off and turn in for the night. This of course resulted in me being up at 7 am while the rest of my friends had only had a few winks of sleep by that point. I milled around Boise until a reasonable texting time, 10 am, to see if anyone wanted to meet for breakfast. They were of course still asleep. There is nothing worse than having the responsible person text you after a long night.
I was in a wedding last summer. If you knew me well you would assume that was a joke. No one in their right mind would ask me to be in their wedding. It was not a joke though. It was the first time I had ever been in a wedding and while I was happy for my friends I was not overly thrilled to be in the wedding. Eh, wearing a dress and makeup, gross.
Sometimes I don’t drink beer.
I love beer. This much you can probably tell about me. The name of my blog alone should be proof that I at least like beer. And if you read my blog, admit it, you are doing it right now, you know I talk about beer often.
I sometimes drive far to visit new breweries. Often it pays off fulfilling my quest to find great beer. There is something to be said about finding a roadside brewery located in a small town with a passionate brewer making their dream of creating beer a reality. For some, like myself, it is the American Dream.
It had been only two days since we had said goodbye to Buddy and I thought to cheer us up I would take Boomer to Priest Lake Idaho. Although short, it would be a road trip, which is something that Boomer and I both love. Priest Lake is nearby our home, however I have only been there a handful of times and Boomer had never been. It is truly a shame as Priest Lake Idaho is one of the most stunning places in Idaho. On this day I planned to take Boomer to Granite Falls, north of Nordman Idaho.
Brewing beer dates back 6000 years where it is believed that the brewing profession was heavily dominated by women. The oldest documented recipe for beer dates back 3900 years with a reference to Ninkasi, the goddess of alcohol, who is sometimes referred to as the goddess of brewing.
I am always a fan of when a brewery embraces their heritage. Wallace Brewing is located in Wallace Idaho, a town known for mining. The logo of Wallace Brewing is a miner’s helmet and two pick axes. But this is not where the mining references stop. Majority of the beer names all have some sort of relation to mining, whether it be the Jackleg Stout, The Vindicator IPA, named after a “deep, dark, rich mine shaft” and lastly paying respect to the working girls in the mining town with the RedLight Irish Red Ale.
A great way to start any trip is to make your first stop at a place that serves beer. And what better way to start my spring 2015 trip than making my first stop at City Limits Pub in Wallace Idaho. Not only was it a pub but they also serve craft beer from North Idaho Mountain Brew, which comes in handy because I loves me some craft beer.
Wallace Idaho is a small mining town located in the heart of the Silver Valley of Northern Idaho. Wallace was established during the late 1880’s and once silver was discovered the town began to boom.