Packy’s Products: Dales Pale Ale

When I was asked to contribute to the vert page, one of the first pics I shared on facebook was the “male version of duckface.” The male version of duckface is when a group of bros hold their beers together for a selfie. In that male version of duckface post, everyone got all hot and bothered about Dale’s Pale Ale. So here you go, a product review of Dales Pale Ale and footage of Dales Pale Ale in action. I’m not a professional beer taster so I copy and pasted some review criteria from www.beeradvocate.com

Aroma: Hoppy and floral overtones.

Appearance: blue aluminum.

Flavor: Like a 6.5% pale ale should taste

Mouthfeel: That’s a weird criteria…

Overall Impression: Damn good beer. It’s a big party foul to bring bottles to skateparks and you may as well kick  yourself out of a private spot if you bring bottles to a session. I like strong fancy beers and most come in bottles so this is a win win. You can snicker at your broke hip friends drinking PBR while you catch a healthy buzz on this extra potent brew.

Serving Type: 12oz can.

The people that make this beer have a beer finder on their website. Thanks Oskar Blues. http://brew.oskarblues.com/beer-finder-2/

And here’s a link to a real review where you can talk about mouthfeel with strangers. http://www.beeradvocate.com/beer/profile/2681/6518/

Packy

Name: Donald Packard Fancher (seriously...) Born: 1985 Status: Engaged, my chick skates roundwall better than you. Sponsors / Flow: Cockfight Skateboards, WRV (I think...) I was into Star Wars, Legos, the Baltimore Orioles (how ironic..) and baseball until I was 11. That year I moved 3 hours away from anyone I knew. I found a skateboard, some kids to ride with and I crushed neighborhood sewer drains for a good year until we met an older kid with power tools. Developers were expanding our neighborhood so we stole TONS of wood and built launch ramps, rails, boxes, all sorts of shit. Shortly after that we got a local park built after getting some petitions signed and sat through some county meetings. It was rumored some older dudes came there one day that said they had a bowl a few miles into the country that anyone could ride if they found it. Well I fucking found it. I guess I got into roundwall and vert because it took me two years to learn kickflips. Skating transition in 2000 meant I skated with primarily old guys that grew up skating Trashmore and what not. By the time I had a license I was skating Trashmore during the week and all the Outer Banks terrain coming up at the time. I got to skate some pretty fun contests and local vert demos before I got outta High School. I skated World Cup bowl contests before everyone got the roundwall memo, then I went to college and I can't get my knee on the board when I eggplant anymore... I still weasel my way into a contest once a year to keep in touch with friends made over the years. Skateboarding has given me everything, I fundamentally have no idea how other people live. The world fucking sucks, there's nothing you can do about it but there's nothing stopping you from having a good time. My skateboard has showing me the world, introduced me to countless great people, and retaught me how to think about my existence on this blue globe of idiots.

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