Here, a huge boiler dominates the center of the building from the second floor up to the fourth or fifth.
The festival, held under state Beer Commission sponsorship, was a great time. A fair number of the nanobrewers, folks we might never see over on the wet side, attended: Twelve String Brewing and Iron Goat from Spokane, Golden Hills Brewing from Airway Heights, Riverport from Clarkston, the aforementioned Paradise Creek from Pullman. Northern Lights, as it was known last May when I stopped there, is now No-Li Brewing. Another name change forced by threats of trademark litigation. One of the No-Li guys told me they had been doing business as Northern Lights some time before the east coast plaintiff did, but the latter was willing to spend more money on lawyers, money the Spokane guys would rather put in malt and hops. So it goes.
A big tent covered a good local band cranking out danceable tunes and long tables where the beer fans could sit a bit and talk the brews. We met some folks who had bicycled nine miles along the river to get here; they had hopes of a motorized ride back.