I was sitting in a plane on my way to Joburg. I was on my way again to continue my work as an expat, how exciting and how romantic. Yeah right…after several years that novelty is just another job away from home and my family.
I was seriously looking for a way to stop this expat life and work towards a goal of one day getting back home and enjoying the good life…retiring at the age of 50 would be awesome (and was still one of my goals)…
And here we sat in the plane again…they have those magazine in the plane, really boring and never read it as my thoughts were all engulfed on leaving home yet again. Halfway through the flight for some strange reason I decided to read this magazine…
It was like in the first couple of pages of the magazine I saw an article on craft beer. I started to read it and my dream was born.
My thoughts were drawn back to the days were we use to steal dad’s home brew in the garage while at school. It tasted awful but boy was it fun not to be caught. My memories continued taking me back to those famous Sunday afternoons when it was bottling time, how I hated that!!
Back on the mine site I told each and every one of my colleagues that I am going to build a craft brewery. They all laughed and they all wanted to have a job one day in the brewery. I continued hearing you crazy and it would disappear soon!
For a solid 6 weeks I spent hours upon hours researching the topic until I thought I had an idea. I soon realized the craft brewing industry is a closed society and I was really struggling to get a brewing consultant to help.
I spoke to craft brewers in the industry and a specific brewer just told me it will never work I have no experience and wasting my time. I wrote him a mail and thanked him as he motivated me more. I would like to thank him today, he just motivated me!
I bought a home brewing kit which was totally inadequate but wanted to brew all the time. My best half had all her days just to convince to slow down get all the kit and then start.
I was struggling to get a brewing consultant…
I joined a Facebook brewing group and couldn’t get enough of all the posts. I was basically coming to a dead end as just brewing would not make my dream come true. I had to get a business plan!! Hazel my great motivator stepped in and the project moved forward.
One day I received a message from a brewer on Facebook. I couldn’t believe my luck; he was willing to help, obviously at a price, to help to move my dream forward. I had now someone who knows his story and will be able to advise.
In the meantime at home I had to get someone who can continue moving my dream forward, I could not do brewing and working as an expat. At the right time along came my son Sean, he immediately said “I would give it a go”. We now had a Hazel the motivator, Sean the brewer and Bob the consultant, the dream team has arrived!