Over at Bach they've been on the hops again...brewing up their beer for the invitation only, NZIPA challenge at Smith's Craft-house in Queenstown. Loaded with Motueka, Peacharine, Riwaka and NZ101, it's as kiwi as a mighty ol' S-Bedford which toiled for an era to build our nation and quench thirsts, when NZ pioneered delivering beer to pubs in massive ~5,000 litre beer tankers.

Over at Bach they've been on the hops again... feeling the effects of exuberant seasonal socialising; Good time for a Cloud Break! Smooth as silk, juicy and bursting with tropical refreshment from iconic hops including Mosaic, Citra, Zythos and Azacca, all nestled on their signature Gladfield malt. It's bound to put some dragon in your mojo.

Over at Bach they've been on the hops again... on a quest for the Holy Grail, they stopped for a pint along the way. This bright IPA is packed with El Dorado, Mosaic, Citra, Simcoe and Nectaron hops - citrus-forward, tropically unhinged, and nobly bitter. 7.0% ABV

Originating from East Coast USA, the New England or Hazy IPA style de-emphasizes hop bitterness and showcases hop flavour and aroma reminiscent of tropical fruit juice. Bach Brewing have brewed their first hazy IPA with a juicy combination of Maris Otter; wheat malts, oats, and a truck load of tropical fruit driven hops from NZ, Australia and USA. 6.2% ABV.

Why use a stick of dynamite when a party popper will do the trick? Eazy Hazy brings the colour and spark while keeping things nicely chilled. Succulent US hops deliver lime, passionfruit, and hints of coconut around a creamy, rolled-wheat base to balance the zesty bitter finish.

Well it's back, it's that time again, seriously, how?. This label is not big enough to name all the stupid things he has said and done. But it's time to dump the Cheeto Jebus, Angry Creamsicle, Captain Chaos, Cadet Bone Spurs, Orange Julius, Rome Burning in Man Form, Screaming Carrot Demon, Worlds ugliest toy troll, Godzilla with Less Foreign Policy Experience, Tangerine Tornado, Creep Throat, Trumple-thin-skin, (Hold Me Closer) Tiny Hand Sir, Drumpf, Fface Von Clownstick. So since this blurb has nearly been taken up with Trumps accurate nicknames let Behemoth tell you about the beer. Behemoth have got a massive West Coast IPA and loaded it hops. Think pineapple, grapefruit, pine and some awesome tropical flavours and aromas. Surely this will be the last time...

In Ya Face Double IPA is not here to fornicate with arachnids. Loaded with an absolutely ridiculous amount of bold, brash, unapologetically in-your-face hops from the good ol' US of A, this beer doesn't do subtle. It does LOUD. It does INTENSE. It does "Oh wow, I just got slapped in the face with hops, and I think I liked it." Let's be real, this is not the kind of beer you sip daintily at a poetry reading. It's the beer you reach for when you want your flavour turned up to eleven and your senses thoroughly awakened.

Well you wanted a Hazy IPA, that is what you have here. Behemoth have combined some of their all time favourite hops: Citra, Mosaic, El Dorado and Galaxy to bring you a medley of soft juicy flavours and aromas. They put the good things in so you can wear the something hazy grin.

It's back, and it's bigger than ever! Some of you OG Behemoth fans might remember this beer as one of the very first seasonals they ever dared to put in a can. Back then it was a bit of a pioneer, and now they've dragged it out of the vault, cranked up the flavour dials, and given it the full hazy treatment it always deserved. They've built it on a pillowy base of pale malt, oats, and wheat to make it soft, smooth, and oh-so palatable. Then they went absolutely tropical with it-packed full of flavours and aromas of pineapple, passionfruit and mango until it practically bursts out of the can with sunshine.

Brewed in cahoots with Behemoth's crispy, spicy mates at Peach's Hot Chicken, this American Pale Ale is made for sittin', sippin', and snackin'. At a perfectly sessionable strength, Porch Pounder brings the hoppy goods without knocking you off your rocking chair. Aromatic, citrus'y and flavourful, it's the ultimate sidekick to a plate of hot fried chicken-with just enough bitterness to cut through the grease and enough malt to cool the heat. It's a match made in mouth-watering heaven.

Brewed in honour of American bootleggers from the Prohibition days, this APA is loaded with malt characters, citrus notes, all-American aroma hops and a crisp bitter finish. Enjoy it before someone makes fun illegal again.