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On/Off the KATY

A chorus of frogs woke me the next morning.  I slowly packed up, made some plans for the day, and headed off on the KATY.  Most of my planned stops were on the south side of the Missouri, so I would have to cross well before my first stop.  Shortly after I crossed, I got passed by a sorry-excuse-of-human who yelled at me that I was on the wrong side of the river and to get back across.  Some people are so friendly.

I really wanted to go to 2nd Shift Brewery, but was unable to get ahold of anyone.  It turned out they were all in Philadelphia, so no dice.  On to a combination winery and brewery, the first in Missouri, called Bias Winery and Gruhlke’s Brewery.   It is located up a nice, steep hill which was of course gravel.  I was the only person there, and I had to find one of the owners for service.  She was happy to help me, and curious about the trip.  They only had three beers on because there had been a festival the previous weekend.  Those three were all great; I consumed and moved on to Tin Mill Brewery in Hermann, MO.

This area of Missouri was heavily settled by Germans, and that influence is everywhere.  Further, this is the premier wine region in Missouri with wineries all over the place.  I made it to Tin Mill under a threat of rain, and ordered a flight, a brat, then a full pilsner.  The pilsner was excellent, and the other beers were great.  The brat was from a local producer, who I was informed had a huge shop around the corner.  I got the growler filled and headed to the Hermann Wurst Haus.

The Hermann Wurst Haus was a welcomed site.  So much meat, so many different styles, so much goodness.  I tried all of the summer sausages, the jerky, then ordered a smoked beer contract brewed for them by Crown Valley.  Eventually I settled on some soppressata, cheese, and mustard, then hit the road.  I made it about 15 miles, then it started to rain.

I quickly found a campsite, which was of course completely surrounded by poison ivy.  Carefully I set up, got naked and crawled in the hammock.  As I dried out, I poured myself a beer and cut into the meat.  All in all, it was a fantastic dinner.

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