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Dedicated to Denver

The ladies of Beards of Denver always feel fortunate when we are lucky enough to meet a new (to us) bearded Denver gentleman, and we always have a hunch when we visit one of our fair city’s wonderful breweries that Lady Bearded Luck is a bit more likely to smile upon us. Such was the case on a recent fall night in Denver, where we were happened upon Kyle and his fiery-gingerbeard as we were walking into Black Shirt Brewing in RiNo neighborhood.  Kyle, who is originally from Mississippi, lives in North City Park with his lovely sweetheart Erin and their dog Belle.   His glorious beard originates from the fact that he’s not very good at shaving, and he noted “Everybody loves it.” And how could you not love such a beard with that captivating fiery hue?  Kyle’s redbeard is even more fitting when we found out he works at Fire on the Mountain in Highlands, our favorite wings spot in the city (and a mecca to find many impressive beards to admire).  In addition to Kyle’s dedication to his beard, he has major allegiance to D-Town, proudly stating, “What other cities compare to Denver?? San Fran is cool, but it’s NOT Denver.” We couldn’t agree more Kyle.  You and that fantastic beard of yours best never leave!

The ladies of Beards of Denver always feel fortunate when we are lucky enough to meet a new (to us) bearded Denver gentleman, and we always have a hunch when we visit one of our fair city’s wonderful breweries that Lady Bearded Luck is a bit more likely to smile upon us. Such was the case on a recent fall night in Denver, where we happened upon Kyle and his fiery-gingerbeard as we were walking into Black Shirt Brewing in RiNo neighborhood. Kyle, who is originally from Mississippi, lives in North City Park with his lovely sweetheart Erin and their dog Belle. His glorious beard originates from the fact that he’s not very good at shaving, and he noted “Everybody loves it.” And how could you not love such a beard with that captivating red hue? Kyle’s redbeard is even more fitting when we found out he works at Fire on the Mountain in Highlands, our favorite wings spot in the city (and a mecca to find many impressive beards to admire). In addition to Kyle’s dedication to his beard, he has major allegiance to D-Town, proudly stating, “What other cities compare to Denver?? San Fran is cool, but it’s NOT Denver.” We couldn’t agree more Kyle. You and that fantastic beard of yours best never leave!

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Señor Guapo

Sometimes in life, we take leaps. Some are big, some are small, some are of faith, some are into pools, but whatever the kind, they are almost always worth it.  Today, Beards of Denver loyalists, we bring you Mr. Eric Pynn, who isn’t afraid to take a leap, including growing his fantastic gingerbeard to its full glory. Back in April, Eric took a leave of absence from his job as a financial consultant to hike the Pacific Crest Trail (PCT) with his sweetheart Manisha.  Eric’s beard, which he has had for three years, had been kept in check via trimmings prior to this epic journey because when not a mountain man, Eric is a slave to The Man, making his living in the business world. Eric and Manisha’s 152-day PCT journey allowed Eric’s beard to reach its full potential, evidence both in the photo from the trail and the photo from last week when we caught up with him at Vine Street in Denver. Eric, who grew up in Indiana, has always played catch-up when its come to growing his beard in comparison to his father and brothers (in fact, we suspect the real reason he hiked the PCT was to grow that beard out to its full glory). Because his beard takes more coaxing than his brothers’ and dad’s to come to fruition, his family finds it funny that he now constantly is With Beard.  Eric blames the sweet Colorado livin’ he’s been privy to the past nine years on the birth of his beard, being first inspired by an impressive telemark skier he encountered with a frosty-beard who blew by him in Vail’s back bowls.  Filled with beard (and ski) envy, Eric embarked on a journey to both learn to tele and grow a massive beard. We’re not sure where he’s at with the skiing, but we hope that beard holds up. Eric’s favorite part about his beard are the nicknames he collects from it. Manisha, obviously Eric’s #1 beard fan, nicknamed him Gingerbeard long ago (as if we needed more reasons to love her) and her three nieces call him “Bob the Lumberjack” (neglecting to learn his real name; but who needs real names? It’s important to teach the world’s youth the value of the beard at a young age!)  In addition Eric’s been dubbed “Cougar Bait” and “Señor Guapo”. Manisha’s favorite story of Eric’s beard is how he received the nickname “Señor Guapo” whilst on the PCT (which became his trail name).  On a rest day, Eric and Manisha were waiting on a trolley in Mammoth Lakes and a 50-ish Mexican named Maria struck up a conversation with them, and asked Manisha if they were married.  When she found the answer was no, Maria hit on Eric the entire trolley ride. Upon exiting, she called out “Adios, Señor Guapo!” Manisha firmly believes Eric’s long locks and flowing beard earned him Maria’s affections, and we have to agree. Senor Guapo, indeed! Thanks Eric and Midge!

Sometimes in life, we take leaps. Some are big, some are small, some are of faith, some are into pools, but whatever the kind, they are almost always worth it. Today, Beards of Denver loyalists, we bring you Mr. Eric Pynn, who isn’t afraid to take a leap, including growing his fantastic gingerbeard to its full glory. Back in April, Eric took a leave of absence from his job as a financial consultant to hike the Pacific Crest Trail (PCT) with his sweetheart Manisha. Eric’s beard, which he has had for three years, had been kept in check via trimmings prior to this epic journey because when not a mountain man, Eric is a slave to The Man, making his living in the business world.
Eric and Manisha’s 152-day PCT journey allowed Eric’s beard to reach its full potential, evidence both in the photo from the trail and the photo from last week when we caught up with him at Vine Street in Denver. Eric, who grew up in Indiana, has always played catch-up when it has come to growing his beard in comparison to his father and brothers (in fact, we suspect the real reason he hiked the PCT was to grow that beard out to its full glory). Because his beard takes more coaxing than his brothers’ and dad’s to come to fruition, his family finds it funny that he now constantly is With Beard. Eric blames the sweet Colorado livin’ he’s been privy to the past nine years on the birth of his beard, being first inspired by an impressive telemark skier he encountered with a frosty-beard who blew by him in Vail’s back bowls. Filled with beard (and ski) envy, Eric embarked on a journey to both learn to tele and grow a massive beard. We’re not sure where he’s at with the skiing, but we hope that beard holds up.
Eric’s favorite part about his beard is the nicknames he collects because of it. Manisha, obviously Eric’s #1 beard fan, nicknamed him Gingerbeard long ago (as if we needed more reasons to love her) and her three nieces call him “Bob the Lumberjack” (neglecting to learn his real name; but who needs real names? It’s important to teach the world’s youth the value of the beard at a young age!) In addition, Eric’s been dubbed “Cougar Bait” and “Señor Guapo”. Manisha’s favorite story of Eric’s beard is how he received the nickname “Señor Guapo” whilst on the PCT (which became his trail name). On a rest day, Eric and Manisha were waiting for a trolley in Mammoth Lakes and a 50-ish woman from Mexico named Maria struck up a conversation with them, and asked Manisha if they were married. When she found the answer was no, Maria hit on Eric the entire trolley ride. Upon exiting, she called out “Adios, Señor Guapo!” Manisha firmly believes Eric’s long locks and flowing beard earned him Maria’s affections, and we have to agree. Señor Guapo, indeed! Thanks Eric and Midge!

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Beard as Religion

To continue in the spirit of our favorite month of the year--No Shave November--we bring to you today a redbearded wonder hailing from Jacksonville, Florida: Meet Matthew. We were fortunate enough to encounter Matthew and his amazing sweetheart Wendy and their daughter Dailyn at the Gentleman of the Road music tour in St. Augustine, Florida in September. Matthew has been growing his impressive beard since November 1st, 2012, and has no plans to stop: he explained to us, that, as he told his employer, that it's against his religion to shave, as his religion is man. We'll apply for membership in that church any day. Wendy told us she is quite fond of Matthew's bad-ass beard, though it does get tiring fending off the attention her man's mane garners. Matthew, who designs office interiors for a company in Jacksonville, told us his friends affectionately call him Mountain Man and we tend to agree; he'd fit right in with the bearded brotherhood in Denver!  Like a woman with a pregnant belly, Matthew has to handle admirers who are a little too eager to caress his beard, but we sympathize with the adoring public: it's hard to resist such a work of art! Thanks Matthew, Wendy, and Dailyn, you made our day!

To continue in the spirit of our favorite month of the year–No Shave November–we bring to you today a redbearded wonder hailing from Jacksonville, Florida: Meet Matthew. We were fortunate enough to encounter Matthew and his amazing sweetheart Wendy and their daughter Dailyn at the Gentleman of the Road music tour in St. Augustine, Florida in September. Matthew has been growing his impressive beard since November 1st, 2012, and has no plans to stop: he explained to us, that, as he told his employer, it’s against his religion to shave, as his religion is Man. We’ll happily apply for membership into The Church of the Beard any day. Wendy told us she is quite fond of Matthew’s bad-ass beard, though it does get tiring fending off the attention her man’s mane garners. Matthew, who designs office interiors for a company in Jacksonville, told us his friends affectionately call him Mountain Man and we tend to agree: He’d fit right in with the bearded brotherhood in Denver! Like a woman with a pregnant belly, Matthew has to handle aggressive admirers who are often a little too eager to caress his beard, but we sympathize with the adoring public; it’s hard to resist such a work of art! Thanks Matthew, Wendy, and Dailyn, you made our magical musical weekend a little sweeter!

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(1990s) Bitchin’ Beards

When you think of the 1990s, your first thought may not be bad-ass beards, but we are about to seriously change your frame of reference. Meet Mr. Rob Engelberth (left) and Mr. David Sands (right), whom the ladies of Beards of Denver were lucky enough to encounter at a ‘90s house party in Congress Park recently. Between listening to those sweet ‘90s melodies of Blink-182 and Nirvana (and drinking from the keg) we got the skinny on these two buddies and their beards. Mr. Sands was not only sporting his bitchin’ beard at the party, but also duct-taped together Air Jordans (‘90s, represent!) and besides showing off his style, he was also photographing partygoers, as he is the photographer behind David Sands Pictures (that is, when he is not caring for his beard). Speaking of beard-care, Mr. Sands applies coconut oil to his beard weekly under the direction of his lovely sweetheart Rachael, who is his “Beard Manager,” and she adores his beard even though it often smells like food and has ice cream in it (seems like a bonus!) Mr. Sands is a Colorado boy who has been in Denver the past 10 years, and he likes to keep his beard trimmed to about this length as the norm. Rachael has only seen him once clean shaved and “I hated it,” she told us. We knew we loved this woman almost as much as Mr. Sands’ beard. Mr. Engelberth (which means means “Birth of an Angel” in German, in case you were curious) has been in Denver since 2008 and shared with us the history of his mad facial-hair skills, as he was blessed with a full goatee when he was only a strapping young man of 17. Mr. Engelberth works downtown on his bike, and said he keeps his beard all summer because, even when it’s hot out, since he works outdoors, it just feels so damn good. We certainly appreciate and approve of that true-blue beard-dedication. Mr. Eneglberth’s amazing fiancé, Kim, is his number one beard fan and she attempts to help him care for those pesky split ends. A Congress park couple, we’re happy to be neighbors with this bearded gem and his lady. Thanks for keeping the beard pride rollin’, darlins!

When you think of the 1990s, your first thought may not be bad-ass beards, but we are about to seriously change your frame of reference. Meet Mr. Rob Engelberth (left) and Mr. David Sands (right), whom the ladies of Beards of Denver were lucky enough to encounter at a ‘90s house party in Congress Park recently. Between listening to those sweet ‘90s melodies of Blink-182 and Nirvana (and drinking from the keg) we got the skinny on these two buddies and their beards.
Mr. Sands was not only sporting his bitchin’ beard at the party, but also duct-taped together Air Jordans (‘90s, represent!) and besides showing off his style, he was also photographing partygoers, as he is the photographer behind David Sands Pictures (that is, when he is not caring for his beard). Speaking of beard-care, Mr. Sands applies coconut oil to his beard weekly under the direction of his lovely sweetheart Rachael, who is his “Beard Manager,” and she adores his beard even though it often smells like food and has ice cream in it (seems like a bonus!) Mr. Sands is a Colorado boy who has been in Denver the past 10 years, and he likes to keep his beard trimmed to about this length as the norm. Rachael has only seen him once clean shaved and “I hated it,” she told us. We knew we loved this woman almost as much as Mr. Sands’ beard.
Mr. Engelberth (which means means “Birth of an Angel” in German, in case you were curious) has been in Denver since 2008 and shared with us the history of his mad facial-hair skills, as he was blessed with a full goatee when he was only a strapping young man of 17. Mr. Engelberth works downtown on his bike, and said he keeps his beard all summer because, even when it’s hot out, since he works outdoors, it just feels so damn good. We certainly appreciate and approve of that true-blue beard-dedication. Mr. Eneglberth’s amazing fiancé, Kim, is his number one beard fan and she attempts to help him care for those pesky split ends. A Congress park couple, we’re happy to be neighbors with this bearded gem and his lady. Thanks for keeping the beard pride rollin’, darlins!

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British Beard

It’s not everyday you meet a stand-up beard who also plays the stand-up bass, but the ladies of Beards of Denver were in the right spot at the right time on a recent fine, fall evening to meet Max and admire his ginger-bearded fantasticness. Max, a musician from London, England, currently plays bass and stand-up bass in Tom Odell’s band, and we were lucky enough to hang with Max and his bandmates (curly-haired Max, Matt, and Tom) at Goosetown Tavern after their show at The Bluebird in Denver. Max has been growing his beard for the past three years, and is a firm believer his face looks better bearded. We agree, though his mom isn’t in our same camp, as she wishes he would shave so she can more freely admire his handsome face. Max’s sweetheart, Ann-Marie, is on our side, though, as she is adamantly against Max shaving, and Max loves her the more for it, claiming “She’s the sweetest girl in the world and puts up with me quite a lot.” Such sweet words from such an amazing beard aren’t that surprising, but we imagine Max is a bit easier to put up with while sporting his impressive beard. Luckily, the life of a touring musician seems quite appropriate to continue his bearded-mastery. Look for Max, his beard, and his bandmates on Leno soon, and follow him on Twitter @max_goff for beard and other sure-to-be-intriguing updates. Cheers Max! We’ll happily tip some scotch and fireball back with you anytime you’re back in our lovely Denver.

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Red Beard For the Win

Here at Beards of Denver we can't get enough of our Ginger Beards.  When Zac reached out to us to share his amazing beard, we were thrilled. Zac has been growing his beard on the regular for about six years, ever since he met his wife Blanca.  It's only been in the past four months that Zac has let his beard grow and really "be itself". This bold move of free-flowing Beard Growth has earned him the nickname "BeardMan" with his colleagues at Wright Tree service, where he is the head foreman for the dead beetle kill trees in the Rockies west of Boulder. He and his Blanca moved to Denver about a year ago from Deadwood, South Dakota and can't imagine living anywhere else, and we can't imagine having this great beard move away!  Bianca loves Zac's beard because she feels it's extremely unique and not just any man can grow a beard like his; we have to agree! Thanks Zac!

Here at Beards of Denver we can’t get enough of our Ginger Beards. When Zac reached out to us to share his amazing beard, we were thrilled. Zac has been growing his beard on the regular for about six years, ever since he met his wife Blanca. It’s only been in the past four months that Zac has let his beard grow and really “be itself”. This bold move of free-flowing Beard Growth has earned him the nickname “BeardMan” with his colleagues at Wright Tree service, where he is the head foreman for the dead beetle kill trees in the Rockies west of Boulder.
He and his Blanca moved to Denver about a year ago from Deadwood, South Dakota and can’t imagine living anywhere else, and we can’t imagine having this great beard move away! Bianca loves Zac’s beard because she feels it’s extremely unique and not just any man can grow a beard like his; we have to agree! Thanks Zac!

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This Beard Will Make You Go Boom

It's not every night that you're having a PBR at your neighborhood bar (in this case, The Atomic Cowboy on East Colfax) and spot an amazing red beard rockin' AK-47 t-shirt, but when you do, you know the stars have aligned. Such was the case when we met Owen recently.  From Santa Fe, Owen was visiting friends in Denver with his girlfriend GiGi. GiGi loves Owen's beard, and we can certainly see why. When he's not taming that masterful beard Owen works in carpentry and framing, and of course, picking food out of his beard also keeps him occupied. Owen's had this iteration of his glorious red beard since December and plans to keep it for at least a full year.  But, really, why stop there Owen?  We'd vote for FOREVER.

It’s not every night that you’re having a PBR at your neighborhood bar (in this case, The Atomic Cowboy on East Colfax) and spot an amazing red beard rockin’ an AK-47 t-shirt, but when you do, you know the stars have aligned. Such was the case when we met Owen recently. From Santa Fe, Owen was visiting friends in Denver with his girlfriend GiGi. GiGi loves Owen’s beard, and we can certainly see why. When he’s not taming that masterful beard Owen works in carpentry and framing, and of course, picking food out of his beard also keeps him occupied. Owen’s had this iteration of his glorious red beard since December and plans to keep it for at least a full year. But, really, why stop there Owen? We’d vote for FOREVER.

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Bad Ass BBQ Beard

We met up with J. about a month ago at one of our favorite beard hunting grounds: Goosetown Tavern. Not only does J. rock an amazingly impressive beard, he is also a complete southern Mississippi gentleman to boot. And J. isn't an alias; he was named after his dad's best friend J.P. and has gone by J. his entire life. He originally moved to Denver a few years ago from Mississippi to attend culinary school, and now works at the multiple (and delicious) Moe's BBQ locations, where they are very welcoming of the beard culture (and Makers Mark shots, which we approve of, of course). This is the first time J. has grown his beard this long, and he said his roommate had one and that was part inspiration to grow his out. While his mom isn't his beard's biggest fan, he does believe his dad has some Beard Envy (and we can see why!) J.'s an Eagle Scout from back in the day, and if we had any say, he'd definitely earn the badge for Bad-Ass Beard!

We met up with J. about a month ago at one of our favorite beard hunting grounds in the city: Goosetown Tavern. Not only does J. rock an amazingly impressive beard (and awesome “Keep Denver Beard” t-shirt), he is also a complete and delightful southern Mississippi gentleman to boot. And J. isn’t an alias; he was named after his dad’s best friend J.P. and has gone by J. his entire life. He originally moved to Denver a few years ago from Mississippi to attend culinary school, and now works at the multiple (and delicious) Moe’s BBQ locations, where they are very welcoming of beard culture (and Makers Mark shots, which we approve of, naturally). This is the first time J. has grown his beard this long, and he said his roommate had one and that was part of the inspiration to grow his out. While his mom isn’t his beard’s biggest fan, he does believe his dad has some Beard Envy (and we can see why!) J.’s an Eagle Scout from back in the day, and if we had any say, he’d definitely earn the badge for Bad-Ass Beard! Keep up the great beard work J.!

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A Beard of Mystery

Occasionally, the Ladies of Beards of Denver go on a hunting expedition with a bit too much whiskey and sass (well, let's be honest, the sass is always present). On those said occasions, we may not take the best notes...which is why this amazing beard is so mysterious, because from our detailed iPhone notes, we are not sure is he is Jesse or Seamus, but really, what does it matter because LOOK AT HIS BEARD!!! (yes, Jesse/Seamus' beard warrants three exclamation points).  We met him at the third night of Lucero performances at the Bluebird, and he lives in the City Park 'hood and has resided in Denver the past six years, before that hailing from Albany, New York. Jesse/Seamus said he's a retired bartender and loves to hang out.  With his amazing beard we imagine he has tons of takers!

Occasionally, the Ladies of Beards of Denver go on a hunting expedition with a bit too much whiskey and sass (well, let’s be honest, the sass is always present). On those said occasions, we may not take the best notes…which is why this amazing beard is so mysterious, because from our (less than) detailed iPhone notes, we are not sure if he is Jesse or Seamus, but really, what does it matter because LOOK AT HIS BEARD!!! (yes, Jesse/Seamus’ beard warrants three exclamation points). We met him at the third night of Lucero performances at the Bluebird back in April, and he lives in the City Park ‘hood and has resided in Denver the past six years, before that hailing from Albany, New York. Jesse/Seamus said he’s a retired bartender and loves to hang out. With his amazing beard we imagine he has tons of takers!  Thanks darlin’!

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Holy Moses

Every once in a while it is the joy of the Beard Huntress to happen upon a handsome bearded man who is willing to share the various stages of change his beard goes through. Such was the case when we were fortunate enough to run into Mr. Johnny Moses. Johnny is one of our favorite Denver beards--a native--and was kind enough to share with us the evolution of his beard, which happened over the span of four or five months this year. Johnny works both at the Elm bar and restaurant on East Colfax and Elm in Denver, as well as at Park Hill Methodist preschool, and is shown in the bottom right being given the infamous Ice Cream 'Stache by some of his students. When Johnny's not molding the minds of our great city's youth, or rubbing elbows with the locals at the Elm, he plays in the Denver band I Sank Molly Brown. I said it before and I'll say it again, Holy Moses, Johnny! We love your beard.

Every once in a while it is the joy of the Beard Huntress to happen upon a handsome bearded man who is willing to share the various stages of change his beard goes through. Such was the case when we were fortunate enough to run into Mr. Johnny Moses a few months ago. Johnny is one of our favorite Denver beards–a native–and was kind enough to share with us the evolution of his beard, which happened over the span of four or five months this year. Johnny works both at the Elm bar and restaurant on East Colfax and Elm in Denver, as well as at Park Hill Methodist preschool, and is shown in the bottom right being given the infamous Ice Cream ‘Stache by some of his students. When Johnny’s not molding the minds of our great city’s youth, or rubbing elbows with the locals at the Elm, he plays in the Denver band I Sank Molly Brown. I said it before and I’ll say it again, Holy Moses, Johnny! We love your beard.

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