Tail Slap IPA
Three Ranges Brewing Company

Tail Slap IPATail Slap IPA
Beer Geek Stats
From:
Three Ranges Brewing Company
 
British Columbia, Canada
Style:
American IPA
ABV:
6.5%
Score:
+5 ratings needed
Avg:
3.61 | pDev: 5.82%
Ratings:
5 | reviews: 2
Status:
Active
Rated:
Feb 15, 2026
Added:
May 20, 2016
Wants:
  0
Gots:
  0
No description / notes.
Recent ratings and reviews.
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Reviewed by DraftMonger from Denmark

3.39/5  rDev -6.1%
look: 5 | smell: 3.5 | taste: 3.25 | feel: 2.5 | overall: 3.5
Valemount 19/7 2018. 33 cl can from BC Liquor Store. Aggressive looking Beaver ready to slap me with its evil looking tail on the can. Part of a Orientation Pack from Three Ranges - the local brewery in Valemount. With a fine map leading me to Craft Beer in British Colombia.

Pours slightly hazy golden yellow with a gigantic white head. Settles as a 5 cm thick blanket of foam. Massive lacing.

Aroma is dampened by the foam. But sweet exotic fruit like mango and pineapple intermingling with notable citric sour odor of grapefruit with a solid dose of acidicy.

Soft carbonation and slightly thick, velvet, slightly flat texture.

Flavor is medium sweet followed by somewhat stronger bitterness. Aftertaste is citric bitter. Finish is semi-dry. Lingering.

Very solid take on IPA from Three Ranges.
Feb 15, 2026
 
Rated: 4 by Kmat10 from Canada (AB)

Apr 23, 2017
 
Rated: 3.5 by Howlader from Canada (AB)

Apr 08, 2017
 
Rated: 3.62 by Bunman3 from Canada (AB)

Aug 19, 2016
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Reviewed by biboergosum from Canada (AB)

3.54/5  rDev -1.9%
look: 3.75 | smell: 3.5 | taste: 3.5 | feel: 3.75 | overall: 3.5
355ml can, and another ode to a venerable Canadian critter - that beaver on the label sure looks as menacing as one might think such a thing could be, eh?

This beer pours a clear, medium golden amber colour, with two fingers of puffy, finely foamy, and mildly bubbly ecru head, which leaves a few instances of low-lying coral reef arch lace around the glass as it quickly subsides.

It smells of musty pine needles, muddled domestic citrus fruit, grainy and almost crackery cereal malts, a not particularly subtle estery yeastiness, and further weedy, leafy, and somewhat perfumed floral green hoppiness. The taste is testy, kind of sauced-up orange, lemon, and white grapefruit citrus punch, grainy and bready pale malt, a touch of gritty caramel, still unwelcome dead yeast, and a growing sharp floral hoppy edginess (aided and abetted by the slightly elevated booze).

The bubbles are generally tame in their barely-there frothiness, the body a so-so middleweight, and smooth enough, I suppose, that floral character too busy puffing its chest to notice what's going on here. It finishes off-dry, the malt persisting in giving the lingering citrusy and floral bitterness a welcome foil.

Well, I can see why the little dude on the label is so pissed - the IPA that he's associated with needs a bit more work before it can stand among the better offerings of the West Coast style. Anyways, I should have known - beavers slap their tails as a warning of impending danger, after all!
May 23, 2016