I Went to Branson; Now I Need Reno
The link to cast your vote is now live. Please click here to help send me to Canfest Reno!
In a trip earlier this year that had nothing to do with beer – and I mean NOTHING – my wife dragged me and my daughter along on a press trip to Branson, Missouri.
Sure the ziplining was kind of cool, except for when the guide gave me a little TSA action while adjusting my harness, but nowhere we went had any BEER!
Imagine sitting through 2.5 hours of a musical production about Noah and the ark WITHOUT A BEER!
And enduring a variety show aboard a riverboat featuring “The World’s Only Aerial Violinist” WITHOUT A BEER!
Or watching a bunch of horses gallop about an arena at Dolly Parton’s Dixie Stampede show and NOT HAVE A BEER! To make matters worse, it was a Civil War North versus South theme and they put this Southern boy on the side of the arena that was supposed to cheer for the Yankees. I shudder when I think about it.
And the food? I still need to wash the taste out of my mouth of all the rubber chicken dinners.
You get the idea. Ride down the Branson “Strip” at night, squint your eyes and you might almost believe you’re in Reno, Nevada. But that’s only a fantasy because when you’re at the shows, there ISN’T ANY BEER! And casinos? Fuggedaboutit.
That is why I’m asking you to make that fantasy a reality for me. I endured those three days of Bible Belt sobriety, and I think that sacrifice makes me deserving of a trip to the World’s Biggest Little City.
I’m specifically talking about CANFEST 2011, taking place November 12, 2011, at the Silver Legacy Resort & Casino (You hear that? CASINO!) The folks at Buckbean Brewing Company, purveyors of quality craft beer in the can and organizers of the annual festival, have launched a contest to bring in one beer blogger to the festival, and you, my friends, will decide who that will be.
Road Trips for Beer has long been a supporter of craft beer in cans. Cans weigh less, are more environmentally friendly, and they’re perfect for boating, hiking or taking to the beach. Heck, I love them so much I once took a can for a road trip in Florida.
I don’t usually make such unabashed pleas, but please, click here and cast your vote for Road Trips for Beer editor Gerard Walen. I need this.
Disclaimer: The Branson people who organized the trip were actually great folks, and Branson can be a fun family destination. But a can of craft beer to wash down the rubber chicken would have made my experience much better.
Here’s the photographic evidence: