Craft Brewing Pioneers Ken Grossman (Sierra Nevada, left) and Fritz Maytag (Anchor) engage in a keynote conversation

So you may not know that I am currently in San Francisco attending the American Craft Brewing Conference. I am. Really. How I got here I will save for another day – as I owe thanks to some people.

My plan is to not post about it live – it is never a good idea to write after a day of sampling great American craft beer. Instead I want to ruminate on my experience here and write about it after I get home (I will likely make if fodder for my usual column spaces as well as some posts here).

However, after one and a bit days of the conference, I do feel the need to communicate one quick observation/feeling. I AM VERY SMALL!! What I mean by that is all of us on the Canadian prairies are very small. The American craft brewing scene is massive. 4000 people in attendance here, including some of the heavyweights of craft brewing in the world. As a beer writer/blogger from the northern outpost of Edmonton Alberta trying to share and develop the beer culture on the Canadian flatlands, I am a mere speck. And so are our brewers. And that is okay. New start ups in the U.S. are brewing more than our established micros. Beer writers with the reach of tens of thousands get exclusive interviews with the big names of brewing. The thought of bragging to these people of our two cask events a month seems like entering a tricycle in a drag race.

I am not whining or downgrading what we have. The humbling recognition of how far we have to go is good for me – and for all of us. We all, collectively, are working hard to improve the beer scene in our communities. An event like the Craft Brewers Conference reminds us what the potential is. It inspires me to keep working.

It also reminds me not to get too big for my britches. Our pond is quite small, friends. And so even if some of us feel like big fish – we are still pretty small.

More on the conference after I get home.