Gura AA - Kenya

BLACKBERRY, RED CHERRY

On the banks of the Gura River, where the cold water flows from the Aberdares toward Mount Kenya, five hundred families wake up before dawn. You'll never know their names, they don't have Instagram, they don't win awards. But when you taste this coffee, you'll understand they know only one thing, and they do it damn well. Each cherry is hand-picked, with that patience we lost somewhere along the way. At Othaya station, they process them as their fathers did—river water, slow fermentation, obsessive washing—then they spread them out in the sun and turn them over and over again. The SL28 and SL34 varieties grow on volcanic soil at almost 2,000 meters, where the air is thin and the plants have to fight for every bean. And you can taste it. Exploding pineapple, ripe mango, the sweetness of sugarcane, cherries so alive they seem freshly picked. It's not just coffee. It's Kenya that gets inside you and never leaves.

WHERE AND WHO

Nyeri isn't just a dot on the map of central Kenya. It's that magical place where the Aberdares meet Mount Kenya, where the cold mountain air slows everything down—the ripening of cherries, the metabolism of plants, even time itself. Here, coffee grows as it should: calmly, between 1,700 and 1,900 meters, on that red volcanic soil that locals simply call "the good land."

The Gura mill stands right where the river cuts through the valley. It's one of the nineteen jewels of the Othaya FCS cooperative, but for the five hundred producers who work there, it's the place where their cherries become the coffee that drives cuppers around the world crazy. Each family brings their harvest here—small batches, a few bags at a time—but it's precisely this fragmentation that creates the magic. Five hundred different interpretations of the same terroir, all converging in a single extraordinary cup. The volcanic soils never lie: they drain perfectly, retain the right minerals, and give the beans that density that then becomes pure complexity.

FROM THE CHERRY TO THE BEAN

Kenya's washed process is a precise dance that requires perfect timing. It's more than just a process; it's almost an obsession. The cherries arrive at the mill still warm from the sun and are immediately pulped, leaving only the seed wrapped in its sticky mucilage. Here begins the magic of fermentation: 24-48 hours in tanks of clean water, while the bacteria do their silent work, dissolving that slimy layer down to the last residue.

Then comes the washing time. Fresh water from the Gura River, over and over again, until the parchment literally sings between the fingers—that clean sound every Kenyan processor knows. The African raised beds do the rest: direct sunlight, air circulating above and below, hands turning the grains every two hours like a mantra. Ten, twelve days of this obsessive routine.

Acidity that tingles like freshly squeezed pineapple juice, ripe mango sweetness melding with brown sugar, and those cherry notes that remind you why you started drinking specialty beers in the first place.

ABOUT THE VARIETY

The varieties here are pure history: SL28 and SL34. Born in the 1930s in the Scott laboratories in Nairobi, when someone had the right idea: to select not only for drought resistance, but for what happens in the cup.

Exceptional genetics meet elite terroir. The plants sink their roots into mineral-rich volcanic soil, while the altitude forces each cherry to ripen at a maddeningly slow pace, concentrating sugars and acids to impossible proportions. The beans emerge dense as bullets, loaded with the complexity that will then explode in your cup.

AA grade? In the Kenyan system, it means you're holding the best of the best. Those beans that when you pour them into the grinder, you can taste the difference even from the sound alone.