Miller High Life

I'm back fellow beer drinkers! Sorry for the hiatus, but I've been on the Colorado River for two weeks, rafting, camping, and fearing for my life. The scenery was astonishing. The fact that the youngest rock at the very top of the rim is approximated at 300 million years old, while the stuff at the bottom is dated at 1.7 billion years old. Considering those numbers, it makes one feel pretty insignificant. 

Now since you are required to carry everything that you bring in the canyon back out, it's easiest to bring canned beer. After drinking them, you get to harness your inner caveman, and smash the can flat to make it easier to carry out. The biggest debate is which cheap domestic do you want to drink for the next two weeks. My choice was the Champagne of Beers, Miller High Life. Now while I do enjoy one every now and then, it isn't my top choice as you readers know. However, while you're sitting on a rock watching Hermit rapid the night before you go down it, or cracking a celebratory beer after surviving your first really big rapid, a High Life tastes damn good. Simple, refreshing, crisp, and leaves a little buzz. That's all you need to go with the massive adrenaline rushes.

Beermigos Rating: Contemplating the meaning of Life brew. While this rating is based mostly on the scenery and the trip itself, there really isn't anything that tastes as good as a beer after a long day of rafting and hiking.