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Port Hazy

Low ABV

Early days the Oamaru Harbour was - no safe port - originally, ships anchored in the open sea, offloading cargo into surf boats, then carefully guided to shore, through the breakers & hair raising foam surges. 150 years on our mellow east coast pale ale is your 'calm from the storm' chill unfiltered flavory goodness - with full fruity hop flavour of tropical fruit and citrus, & finally a gentle bitterness.

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Vacations are best served cold. whether you're in scorching Central Otago, sandy Whangamata, sunny Nelson or mountainous Mackenzie Country. A refreshingly approachable yellow hued hazy packed with tropical Citra, Superdelic and Nectaron all rammed into a dainty 4.9% body.

A crisp delicious Hazy IPA

We have used an “Epic” amount of hops as you would expect from us. It’s like drizzling freshly squeezed passionfruit, mango and pineapple juice across your tongue. Super low bitterness and maximum haze, will keep every Hazy-Head happy!

This beer is a tropical explosion! A hazy golden orange beer, with a bright white head. Featuring an aroma of citrus, with hints of mango and citrus and a slight note of sweet malt at the end. This beer is medium bodied with a dry finish.

Brewed for the crew at Hauraki's Big Show, join Jason, Mike & Kezie at the Emerson's site and have a hoon on their Hazy Pale Ale. Like the show, it is a great way to end the day, also great at the start of the day, and yep in the middle to.

Packed full of tropical and citrus flavours, with just a hint ofbitterness to round this juicy brew off. A consistent, solid Hazy IPA. 

From the bottom of the earth and beyond, the Nectaron hop oozes juices and engages a silky Hazy IPA voyage. Dank, fresh, fruity, sunshine vibes launch into liftoff.

Let Voodoo Juice work its magic! This Double Hazy IPA has been double dry hopped with mystical precision, conjuring up juicy tropical spells and hoppy hexes that’ll have you fall under Churly’s charm in no time. One sip and you’ll swear Churly’s been dancing around the brew kettle with a shrunken hop head, chanting for more haze, more juice, and more flavour. It’s dangerously drinkable... so drink responsibly, or risk becoming part of Churly’s next voodoo ritual. Beware the curse of the empty can.