Ruby Island Red IPA

Ride the wave of flavour, a playful journey of citrus & hops, as you savour the endless summer. High on flavour, low on alcohol.

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Bold, bright, and unmistakably Kiwi. This modern West Coast IPA bursts with notes of gooseberries, grapefruit, and citrus zest, layered over a resinous pine backbone. Nelson Sauvin, Rakau, and NZ Chinook deliver a crisp bitterness and lingering dry finish, making each sip clean, punchy, and refreshingly moreish.

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Bold, bright, and unmistakably Kiwi. This modern West Coast IPA bursts with notes of gooseberries, grapefruit, and citrus zest, layered over a resinous pine backbone. Nelson Sauvin, Rakau, and NZ Chinook deliver a crisp bitterness and lingering dry finish, making each sip clean, punchy, and refreshingly moreish.

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Well it’s back, it’s that time again, seriously, how?. This label is not big enough to name all the stupid things he has said and done. But it’s time to dump the Cheeto Jebus, Angry Creamsicle, Captain Chaos, Cadet Bone Spurs, Orange Julius, Rome Burning in Man Form, Screaming Carrot Demon, Worlds ugliest toy troll, Godzilla with Less Foreign Policy Experience, Tangerine Tornado, Creep Throat, Trumple-thin-skin, (Hold Me Closer) Tiny Hand Sir, Drumpf, F*%kface Von Clownstick. We have taken a bit more of a sessionable approach to the 2025 Trump Presidency version of Dump the Trump IPA. Because of the crazy shiz that happens every day we think unfortunately we need to treat this as a marathon not a sprint.... sigh... So enjoy this IPA full of tropical, citrus and stone fruit characters and just hope that our American Cuzzies get through the next 4 year ok.

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Bursting with bright tropical notes, zestry citrus and that unmistakable punch of NZ hops make this IPA fresh, vibrant and unapologetically hoppy.

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A 6% double dry hopped bright style IPA. the Nectaron & Rakau hops combine to make juicy stone fruit and tropical flavours. Low Gluten.

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Classic West Coast IPA using the best of the US "C" hops. Columbus, Chinook, Centennial & Citra.

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Hops have taken over the world. Permeated the senses of the minions. Hop Zombies now roam the streets. Lupulin ichor oozing from ravaged legions. Gorging, gouging, masticating. Salivating over insane hop flavours and aromas. The time is nigh. No more festering away in hopless oblivion. Join the Hop Zombie Revolution.

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