Set Break - Brewed in Belgian tradition, this beer sings with generous notes of coriander, orange peel and lemon zest. Crafted with oats and wheat, Set Break embodies a quintessential Witbier mouthfeel and hazy appearance. This beer was brewed to celebrate Grand Teton Music Festival's 60th anniversary and a portion of all sales goes back to the nonprofit organization. Enjoy this collaboration beer while supplies last!

Hazy IPA brewed in collaboration with our friends Dragondeer, with a commitment and passion for the promotion and beer and music and the special relationship they share.

Brewed with juicy raspberries and bright Meyer lemon, Breath & Bramble pops with a refreshingly tart backbone and thirst quenching red, ripe fruit. A glowing scarlet hue, this beer's crisp acidity and farm fresh flavor is complemented by a round mouthfeel.

Possibly the most clever beer in our lineup, Avarice & Greed walks a fine line being both supremely drinkable and high octane. Premium Pilsen malt and Belgian yeast are balanced with just enough hops for an aroma and taste that goes down deceptively easy.

This is the Golden Ale you can take home to Mama. Approachable, delicately dry-hopped and brewed with premium American pilsner malt. Light in color, crisp in flavor, and with an aroma so intriguing that you cant stay away.

It’s that feeling of wiggling your toes, moving your ankles again, and exhaling….in a bottle. We call Loose Boots our “Apres IPA” ; theres always a reason to kick back at the end of any day; low alcohol, big hoppy punch. Lemon, lime and pine (read “alpine”) with a crisp malty backbone. Easy to drink while those memories and stories flow.

Brewed in collaboration with our Jackson Hole based friends at Stio.

Wilson, formerly known as Rhombus, is like an IPA that grew up in Malibu. Citrus, tropical and pine, its sunny and breezy with a subtle malt backbone. But don’t let that laid back vibe fool you, it packs a strong hop flavor that will have you California dreaming.

A journey shown by path unknown revealed within a dream. The way began, a lizard man, with eyes of crystalline. "Drink this," he said, poured frothy head and wandered on downstream. My mind transfixed from lizard licked as trail began to sway. Then toothy beast, the bine's dear priest, appeared a wrinkled gray. "I have for you, a cloudy brew" his countenance astray. I did my bid and blazed my lid then handed back his stein. Through haze of smoke, once more he spoke of terpene laced lupine. Upon your tongue, will hash be hung til sirens' steal your mind. To be continued...

Not your average American Pale Ale, Trout Whistle packs a triple punch with Mosaic, Calypso and Azacca hops. Citrusy for sure, but balanced with caramel flavor notes for a well rounded, hop forward day at the lake.

It all started with a handshake and then the universe conspired. Thousands of miles apart, but members of the same tribe. Each righteously independent but servants of one movement determined to make great beer with great people. Joined by fate and a common spirit, from us to you and you to the world: walk upright, practice aloha, be Pono.

What graces your palm is a quirky-kooky-kinky, cockeyed-crazy, peculiar, far-out, off-the-wall indulgence of a thing. It’s a clash between the unconventional, the untamable, the unrelenting and the undeterred; It’s frucky, freapy, greaky. It’s a weirdo with a beardo. In a world wrought with the customary, the orthodox, and the expected, this beer has run out of give-a-$h!t. ...And you recognize this, because you’ve seen it before... “everything’s overlapping, the future and the past thing.” What comes next will be decided between you. And it will be exactly how it's supposed to be.