THESE LITTLE MOMENTS
trail dust, cold beer, good sons
It’s 4:30, the chairs are still upside down, and these three walk in—thirsty, dusty, and grinning like they’ve just seen something wild. Turns out they had: the Lost Coast Trail. A dad and his two sons, all from different corners of the West Coast, hiking together just to be together. We weren’t quite open, but that didn’t matter. Some stories deserve a beer right then and there. So we poured 'em one, heard their tale, and added their photo to the wall of trail legends.
🍻 Here's to all of you who hike far, drink local, and find your way to us.