Champion

A pale figure strides through the smoke and cloud, robed in glory, bathed in light. English Maris Otter malt, Falconer’s Flight hops, American yeast. The Champion defends styles left behind, raises the flag of hop bitterness and dons armor to defend the malt-forward. A tribute to an age shrouded in the mist of memory when hop flavor included bitterness, malty meant rich and complex and beer was as clear as a sunrise.