We just watched two trucks leave the Saint Arnold’s parking lot headed north. I could see a little tearing up in the eyes of Brewer Vince as the kettle, mash tun, grist silo, bright tank and two fermenters he had tended so lovingly left for Astoria.
Half the crew left shortly afterwards to catch flights back home. Terp had kept us enthralled with a seemingly endless stream of wierd stories. Paul and Dave put in many hours of work cutting the brewery free with competent saws-all and grinding skills.
Only two tanks remain to liberate tomorrow; one more fermentor and a hot water vessel. Mike, Dave and I are catching a few Zzzz’s before we get dinner at a pub tonight. We ought to be loading the last truck by 2pm tomorrow and then Dave and I will rev up Squidward (our U-Haul) and head either West to San Antonio or North toward Denver depending on weather.
More updates to follow.