Department: Cesar Elevation: 2000 masl Variety: Caturra Process: Washed Notes: Dark chocolate, guava, custard apple, watermelon, & creamy About: Media Luna, the half-moon. It sparkles over the arid plains of northern Colombia. We stand in silence as the bright yellow flowers of the Guayacan fall all around us; it’s a symphony of colour that heralds the coming of the rains. It’s a song that not many have heard. “Ahhh so this is the north!!” We are excited as we begin our journey into the Sierra Nevada de Santa Marta. We traverse further into the sacred and mountainous landscape. We took our stubborn yet sturdy mules deep into the rainforest gardens where coffee grows wild. Rare yellow Typica trees towered all around us. We passed men of the Arhuaco tribe, adorned in their full traditional robes. We stared at each other, amazed and curious. What did we just see? The flavour profile of coffees is unique here. It sings an old song. A sound we cannot comprehend yet leaves us enticed to find out more. Welcome to the wonderful world of the north. Department: Cesar Elevation: 2000 masl Variety: Caturra Process: Washed Notes: Dark chocolate, guava, custard apple, watermelon, & creamy About: Media Luna, the half-moon. It sparkles over the arid plains of northern Colombia. We stand in silence as the bright yellow flowers of the Guayacan fall all around us; it’s a symphony of colour that heralds the coming of the rains. It’s a song that not many have heard. “Ahhh so this is the north!!” We are excited as we begin our journey into the Sierra Nevada de Santa Marta. We traverse further into the sacred and mountainous landscape. We took our stubborn yet sturdy mules deep into the rainforest gardens where coffee grows wild. Rare yellow Typica trees towered all around us. We passed men of the Arhuaco tribe, adorned in their full traditional robes. We stared at each other, amazed and curious. What did we just see? The flavour profile of coffees is unique here. It sings an old song. A sound we cannot comprehend yet leaves us enticed to find out more. Welcome to the wonderful world of the north.

Department: Cesar Elevation: 2000 masl Variety: Caturra Process: Washed Notes: Dark chocolate, guava, custard apple, watermelon, & creamy About: Media Luna, the half-moon. It sparkles over the arid plains of northern Colombia. We stand in silence as the bright yellow flowers of the Guayacan fall all around us; it’s a symphony of colour that heralds the coming of the rains. It’s a song that not many have heard. “Ahhh so this is the north!!” We are excited as we begin our journey into the Sierra Nevada de Santa Marta. We traverse further into the sacred and mountainous landscape. We took our stubborn yet sturdy mules deep into the rainforest gardens where coffee grows wild. Rare yellow Typica trees towered all around us. We passed men of the Arhuaco tribe, adorned in their full traditional robes. We stared at each other, amazed and curious. What did we just see? The flavour profile of coffees is unique here. It sings an old song. A sound we cannot comprehend yet leaves us enticed to find out more. Welcome to the wonderful world of the north. Department: Cesar Elevation: 2000 masl Variety: Caturra Process: Washed Notes: Dark chocolate, guava, custard apple, watermelon, & creamy About: Media Luna, the half-moon. It sparkles over the arid plains of northern Colombia. We stand in silence as the bright yellow flowers of the Guayacan fall all around us; it’s a symphony of colour that heralds the coming of the rains. It’s a song that not many have heard. “Ahhh so this is the north!!” We are excited as we begin our journey into the Sierra Nevada de Santa Marta. We traverse further into the sacred and mountainous landscape. We took our stubborn yet sturdy mules deep into the rainforest gardens where coffee grows wild. Rare yellow Typica trees towered all around us. We passed men of the Arhuaco tribe, adorned in their full traditional robes. We stared at each other, amazed and curious. What did we just see? The flavour profile of coffees is unique here. It sings an old song. A sound we cannot comprehend yet leaves us enticed to find out more. Welcome to the wonderful world of the north.