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Important Research at Humboldt Cider Co.

More than a decade ago, Michelle and Darren Cartledge, along with Jamie Ashdon, launched Humboldt Cider Co. Back then, they were brewing in 5-gallon fermentation vessels. They are bigger now — several of their fermentation vessels now are 5,500 gallons and they employ 18 people — but they remain wonderfully Humboldt-centered. I was assigned to […]

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Catching a Flight at Six Rivers Brewery

It’s fitting that a brewery named after the North Coast’s rivers swims upstream. At a time when alcohol consumption has fallen generally, and beer drinking has fallen particularly, Six Rivers Brewery has just expanded its brewhouse and significantly upgraded its equipment. They also have a semi-new chief brewer, Aaron Weshnak.  Weshnak’s beer journey goes back […]

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Return of the Strange

I’m writing this while simmering in the mild, buzzy afterglow that follows attending a beer festival. In the past few years, Humboldt’s beerfests have slowly come back, and the return of Strange Brew, a benefit for the Eureka Theater, feels like a full-circle moment. With at least three dozen libations to sample, I tried, I […]

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Heard on the Deck, 5 a.m.

From our silent little home between the sea and the bay We hear the waves; we almost hear the spray A light mist comes around to drizzle and drip Nearby, winds in spruces whisper and whip Down the road, Japanese roosters cry kokekoo American cockerels call cock a doodle doo Our Korean rooster replies kokioo, […]

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Eucalypts Over the Water

They’re not from this place The Eucalyptus trees spearing the sky Their naked trunks below near gleaming in the morning sun Massive branches and leaves darkly silhouetted against backlit morning fog The trees reach wide and tall near the bay It’s a negative tide and little wriggles of water sparkle in the sun The water […]

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Colossus 2017

You’re not from here; you’re poor You homeless, turbaned Sikh You refuse of Syria, you masses of Sinaloa’s shore You’re tempest-tossed; you’re not their best; you’re meek Take heed, beware lest ye be spanked as you exit through the golden door

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Lunch for One

Alone at Chili’s Lunch in the intertidal region, a table in the bar Men in camo ball caps pick at Buffalo wing salads and wolf Coors We’ll tell our wives the truth: salad for lunch Marla, the bartender, has chosen the music She’s piping in Billy Joel today,Uptown Girl Marla’s your basic brick shithouse Her […]

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