Sweetwater IPA
Fate, destiny, love of beer;  all on the same wondrous collision course into the realm of my alcohol-infused reality. I keep asking myself, did I find this great IPA from Georgia, or did it find me? But what’s with the rainbow trout on the label? 
Now think about this, although the label is extremely bad ass, do trout really live in Georgia?  It’s fucking hot there. I’ll leave this question up to those more knowlegeable than myself on Georgian specifics. Chaos. Madness. The journey continues.
Pours golden with a nice creamy head into my shaped pint glass. Color is on the darker side of the IPA spectrum.  Smells of tropical fruit. Pineapple, mango, guava. Hops, hops, and hops.
Taste is everything that I hoped it would be and more. Fruity, hoppy, dry, bitter, all of the elements are here that make a great IPA. And still manages to carry less than seven percent alcohol. As I drink this and it warms a bit it keeps getting more and more flavorful. Like eating a pineapple while drinking a Stone IPA. I respect this beer. Mouthfeel is creamy and the carbonation elevates this beer to another level. I would like a keg of this little sister of Sculpin and Pure Hoppiness.
The whole time I’m drinking this beer I’m thinking “is this really what they’re doing down there a?” Fantastic. Wonderful. Thank God for fate!
(5 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5)
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