Opened 2016
Commercial still smells like wet rye if the night was long.
Peak Gate began because Soren Vale was tired of Salem players buying a stall peak and then watching mist clip it into Bush's Pasture.
The first gauge was a leftover back-stop from the packet shop. The first clamp was a notebook. The charter has not changed: two panels first, loft second, screens never.
We still will not gate a driver. The bindery maps scoring peaks. Mist still trims the hang while the stall stays flattering. That is the whole book, reprinted every November.