Three minds trained in logic and precision,
Trading spreadsheets for a brewing mission.
University roommates with a shared obsession,
Engineering degrees, but a different profession.
Halifax needed something wild and free,
A place where misfits could simply be.
Dog-friendly patios and laughter so loud,
Standing out weird from the serious crowd.

Three engineers walk into a Dream.

They say Halifax has a heartbeat measured in foghorns and the tide, but for Joshua Council, Angus Campbell, and Doug Kehoe, that rhythm felt incomplete. It was missing a discordant, joyful thump. They were engineers, yes, their minds sharp edges and straight lines, but their souls? Their souls were a messy tangle of twisted copper wire and the raw scent of fermented barley.

In 2015, their corporate lives offered a terrifying comfort, a gilded cage built with stable careers, the hum of fluorescent lights, the cold feel of keyboards, and the stale air-conditioning. Yet, an irresistible, prickly urge to break free, a full-body shove into the unknown, began to stir within them.

Their dream wasn't a blueprint; it was a riot. They didn't just want to brew beer; they wanted to brew liquid rebellion. Their mission: to forge an "island of misfit toys"—a sanctuary where the bizarre wasn't just tolerated, it was celebrated. Imagine a place where the air vibrates with the sticky-sweet aroma of hops and the deep, resonant laughter of people who finally found their weirdo tribe. A place where the unconventional is the only rule, and the clinking of glasses is punctuated by the happy, unrestrained thump-thump-thump of a dog’s tail against a concrete floor.

With a bold, defiant gulp of courage—the kind that burns the throat and settles warm in the belly—they traded their drafting tables for mash tuns. Their story isn't about stability; it's about the reckless, exhilarating freedom found in the pursuit of something entirely, gloriously, quirky. It was the moment three engineers became three architects of a beautifully courageous new world.