Wild Beer / Beavertown Rubus Maximus, 5.7% abv
Somerset’s a funny old place. Turns out that beer lives wild there, and the straw chewing farmer boys at Wild Beer spend their days chasing the tricky little bottles of joy around the fields and meadows, catching what they can with nets and doin’ all sorta weird and perverted things with ‘em ‘till they’re happy enough to slap a label on and sell ‘em. The pretty bottle you see before you is a particularly twisted experiment, a wild beer / beaver mutation created with the help of London’s rodent bothering, Beavertown brewery.
It’s actually a fruit beer brewed with nine different grains, packed with raspberries and a good whack of long pepper, and fermented with wild yeast. These guys also chucked a barrel full of sour beer into the mix, jus’ fer fun. I have to say I’m a little reluctant to break into that lovely wax seal, but after a whole couple of seconds I’m good.
A gorgeous ruby red floods from the bottle like a hundred thousand raspberries sacrificed themselves in an orgy of juice letting. Aromas of tart raspberry coulis, sweet vanilla, and earthy wood tease and tickle my hooter. I take a sip. It’s like raspberry jam on toast sprinkled with raspberry sherbert and black pepper and dunked in a glass of red wine vinegar. There’s a sumptuous juiciness developing into a crisp, light and dry feel, the finish is lingering and pleasantly tart.
I’m impressed, this is a tasty a wild mutant beaver as I’ve had… There’s a nice balance of restrained sweet and sour with plenty of fruit and faint hints of spice, it’s delicious and quite wonderfully refreshing. A fine drink for a warm and sunny evening and I’m sorry to see it go. If you like fruit beers, if you like sours, and if you can find it, give it a try. Cheers!