Start the count down, this new hazy IPA is ready to launch you through strata of zesty, fresh, tropical flavours that are out of this world. With the help of "Mega Terps" from Freestyle Hops, 8 Wired have strapped some Thiol boosters to this hop rocket of a beer, enhancing Southern Cross, Rakau, and Motueka notes of stone fruit, passionfruit, and lime. New Zealand, we have lift-off.

Escape to an island paradise, where tropical flavours of mango and coconut mingle over a refreshingly tart base. Whether you're actually on a beach, or simply daydreaming about palm trees and white sand, Island Breeze is a postcard in a glass. So don your sunnies and kick your feet up, this beer is made to chill-and-be-chilled.

Sometimes you just need to drop anchor, cast a line, and take in the sea breeze. This luscious and refreshing hazy pale ale invites you to cool off among juicy waves of stone fruit, tropical notes, citrus, and pine in this maritime marriage of NZ and US hops. Leave the shoreline behind, and spend some time on the sea.

Take the drop into this West Coast Pilsner, a radical ride of bright, refreshing, punchy hops. The Drop amps up what 8 Wired love about Pilsners, carving up a refreshing and crisp beer to quench even the thirstiest surfer. Start paddling, here it comes!

Bach Brewing have been on the hops again... conjuring up a super crushable, super crisp Extra Cold IPA. Brewed with a bohemian lager yeast, crispy grains and a load of aromatic hops including Riwaka, Rakau, Motueka, Citra and Mosaic. 6.5% ABV.

Bach Brewing have been on the hops again... dreaming of lazy days at the beach, surfing, siesta's, cold pilsner and bbq's. Brewed with crisp pilsner malts and loaded with a generous dose of dry hops including Nelson Sauvin, Simcoe, Citra and El Dorado, and cold conditioned for a smoother mouthfeel.

Bach Brewing have been on the hops again... their Simon has conjured up a bright filtered West Coast IPA, laden with Nelson Sauvin, Rakau, Simcoe and El Dorado hops, all nestled on juicy Gladfield malts. 6.8% ABV.

Let me tell you something my friend, hops are a dangerous thing, hops can drive a person insane, got no use on the inside, better get used to that. It comes down to a simple choice. Get busy hopping or get busy... Well not hopping. That's goddamn right! Remember hops are a good thing, maybe the best of things, and good things never die. In honour of what may be the best movie ever made Behemoth make this West Coast IPA using their favourite NZ, Aussie and US hops. Malty, but dry and bitter, everything you could want in a West Coast IPA. I hope these hops were as green as they have been in my dreams. I hope...

In Ya Face Double IPA is not here to fornicate with arachnids. Loaded with an absolutely ridiculous amount of bold, brash, unapologetically in-your-face hops from the good ol' US of A, this beer doesn't do subtle. It does LOUD. It does INTENSE. It does "Oh wow, I just got slapped in the face with hops, and I think I liked it." Let's be real, this is not the kind of beer you sip daintily at a poetry reading. It's the beer you reach for when you want your flavour turned up to eleven and your senses thoroughly awakened.

You can't code this. Yeah, it's hop bliss. You can't miss this. You just can't resist. My, my, my, my juicy hits me so hard. Makes me type on my keyboard. Thank you for blessin' me with a friend to celebrate his forty. He loves a good beer and he's always down. A super dope homeboy from the stars & stripes town. And Jason's known as such. And this is a beer to show you mean so much. I told you homeboy (You can't program this) Yeah, these hops are hazy and ya know (You can't IMAP this). Look in my eyes, man (You can't cache this). Bro, your work day's done? (You can have this) Stop, Danner time!

An American IPA, sure to make your day I'm your source of hop-seduction. Veins that pump with beer, crisp, hoppy, clear. Here's our San Quentin Edition: Taste me, you will see. Hops are all you need. Dedicated to, How I'm serving you. Hops pouring faster, Trust the brewmaster. The news forecaster, Sings obey your maltster, maltster. Master of puppets, we're drinking like kings. Smiles on your brain and dry hopping your dreams. Too many of me, you can't see a thing. Just call my name 'an pause your daydream Master, master Churly's my name 'this IPA is supreme Master, master. Churly's my name 'this IPA is supreme.

Paloma Pale Ale, the ultimate summer smasher! Behemoth took the juicy, zesty vibes of a Paloma cocktail (grapefruit, lime, a splash of agave) and crashed it headfirst into a crisp, hoppy Pale Ale. A beer that's as refreshing as cannonballing into the pool after a BBQ and as fun as Churly trying to dance in jandals. Bursting with citrus, light on its feet, and begging for another sip, this one's made for long afternoons, hot evenings, and summer shenanigans. Sip it, smash it (respectfully of course), and let the good times roll.