Beginnings all come from somewhere.

Like many of these cockamamie ideas, this one too came from traveling. From Ecuador. From the farm and Mr. Hans, the German squatter exile. The seed was sewn and began to germinate as we left the farm in Ecuador. In leaving we said good bye to our good friend Hans and purchased some trinkets from him and he invited us in and offered us some ‘good wine.’ It came from a small tank sitting on his floor with a single tube extruding from it. He poured it out and said, “it’s a little early, but it will have to do. It is fine wine.” We sipped it, and really, truely enjoyed it. It was great comparted to the gasoline canye and Pilsiner we had been drinking. Thus after a short tour of how it’s made I was set. It will be done.

Many years have passsed since we left there and many things have been done in the mean time, the Palapa built, school attended, live lived, sailing, motorcycles, water harvesting, the house.. now, finally now, it is time to buid some booze and here you may watch as it unfolds into horror and joy.

-John – Brewmaster – BrotherJohn’s Boojum Booze Factory.