A sparkling mist rises off the river. The singing of songbirds is in perfect tempo with the gently swaying trees on the river bank. A flat rock to sit on and watch the world go by. Peace. Solitude. The perfect time for a Fishing Beer. Birra Da Pesca.

The tailout is just the right depth. The water is the perfect speed. Cast down and across. Heart starts to race as the fly moves through the seam. A bright flash of chrome. Fish on!

A clear sky on a long winter’s night. The sound of laughter from friends. An acoustic guitar strumming to the beat of a forgotten song. That distinctive noise of a beer can being opened. All backlit by a crackling bonfire. Perfect.

When the wind is howling down the river and that perfect seam feels just out of reach, it’s time to go for a Single Spey. Just like the cast, this IPA is perfectly balanced. Warrior hops bring out a notable bitterness that is seamlessly counterbalanced with citrusy notes of Cascade, Amarillo, and Mosaic hops. When it’s time to hit the river, don’t forget a Single Spey.