Tree HouseBeersPure Oregon
Oregon is almost undefinable, holding varied landscapes that seem to have no business existing together. Mountains that once roiled and spewed molten rivers are quieter these days, snowcapped and windworn. The sea crashes against walls of green on the coast, with spruce and hemlock sentinels behind the cliffs.
Pure Oregon leads with notes of grapefruit gummies, mango smoothies, and orange popsicles from a special lot of hops that underwent a variety of novel post-harvest processes. Following behind are notes of blueberry jam, red currant, and an earthy dankness from hand-selected lots of Mosaic and Strata. If you look at the tabs open on our brewhouse computer, it’s most likely a mixture of recipes, malt and hop suppliers, and endless travel videos. Recently, we've been reminiscing about our stops in Oregon, which sparked this juicy drop. Oregon is almost undefinable, holding varied landscapes that seem to have no business existing together. Mountains that once roiled and spewed molten rivers are quieter these days, snowcapped and windworn. The sea crashes against walls of green on the coast, with spruce and hemlock standing sentinel behind the cliffs. Below all this, the air is stripped of its weight, and the earth cracks in the desert sun. It is all here for the adventurous soul. The images on these cans were taken as part of our hop selection journey in the late summer of 2019 on 35mm film, Porta 400, to be precise. There's something about film that remembers a place better than we do. The grain, warmth, and soft imperfection elicit genuine nostalgia. Six years later, those frames still carry the weight of that trip and do the heavy lifting of bridging a small gap of time that feels like an eternity. We hope you enjoy the images as you enjoy the beer.
