One of my favorite aspects of any beer festival is the beards. I love the beards. While everyone was busy drinking amazing beer, I was drinking amazing beer and stalking some bearded prey. With that, I give you the Big Beards of the Vail Big Beer Festival. Also, I wrote you a dirty limerick. Enjoy!
There once was a lass from Park Hill
For big beards her heart would stand still
Loins burning with fire
She lost all her attire
And rode every beard that would stand still