tour de microbrews

Today is our last day in Oregon. We are on Sixes river just south of Langlois. Where's Langlois, you ask? It's nuzzled in between some tree covered mountains and flat farming fields or acres of sheep. It's a town where John can buy tomatoes, beer, milk and some steak--all on his tab at the only local store. It's also the last town where we picked up Oregon microbrews.

I've been mildly disappointed in our ability to snatch a nightly taste of the hoppy drink. I can get corona and St. Pauli Girl anywhere. Give me some locally created bubbly brew. But they have been hard to come by. The first night I got my hands on some MacTarnahan's ale, a favorite for this trip since I once handled their pr.

While we avoided the popular mirrorpond, we enjoyed bridgeport's blue heron. And Rogue's Dead Guy Ale was a treat. But my favorite has been the Cinder Red.
Today we head to crecent city--and CA beers.