Many people considering opening a brewery gaze in awe at the enormity of the task ahead of them. I had that same feeling. I faced that same mountain. From a distance, it looked enormous. A mountain I thought I might never climb. My worry, like so many before me, was that the cost of starting the climb would still be significant. If I didn’t the top, that failure would be quite a burden on my family.
Therefore, it was with great trepidation that I began my climb. As the mountain loomed ahead, I became even more uneasy, especially as the costs of climbing gear began to mount. The first part seemed so steep that it made me hesitate; perhaps it wasn't too late to turn back?
I fought off the doubts and pressed on only to find that what I thought was the start of the mountain was just a hill. Beyond that hill was another and another. Some were steeper, and some were higher, but there was no mountain after all. It was just a collection of hills, which from a distance had seemed unattainable.
The first hill turned out easier than I thought and I gained confidence from that first climb. Others were much harder and I struggled. Some were so easy I barely broke a sweat. If I felt strong, I ran after that next hill. If I was tired, I rested and tackled the next hill when fresh....