Walpurgis Night

In the Southern Appalachian Mountains, near the Ellijay River in Georgia, Walpurgis Night hums with these ancient stories. On April 30th, under a moonlit sky, local legends whisper of witches—shadowy figures of mischief—flying through the air, gathering on nearby peaks like Mt. Grassy Knob a peak in the Southern Appalachians. Across the sea, folklore tells of witches flocking to the Brocken in Germany’s Harz Mountains, dancing wildly around roaring bonfires. Here, the covens are said to meet on Mt Grassy Knob, their chants and twirling broomsticks lighting up the night with a strange, fiery glow.

The House of Applejay distillery throws open its doors to celebrate St. Walpurgis Day, inviting everyone to join in and protect themselves from the witches said to roam the skies. Inside, friends and neighbors crowd around the tasting room bar, savoring the Grassy-O, a spirited cocktail crafted with the distillery’s Mt. Grassy Knob Vodka and a sprig of O! Each sip of the Grassy-O is a toast to safety and good company. “To Walpurgisnacht!” is the cheer, the last shout of April echoing through the night.

To keep the witches at bay, everyone follows an old mountain trick: they place a broomstick upside down outside the door, bristles pointing to the stars. This flipped broom, often carved from local hickory, is said to stop witches in their tracks, its topsy-turvy magic keeping them from crossing the threshold on this night when they’re loose. At the House of Applejay, the doors are protected, and the Grassy-O can be just as well mixed in the safe haven of home, where the cocktail’s charm and spirit holds strong.

As the afternoon hours pass, the distillery buzzes with stories of Walpurgis Nights gone by, the bar’s warm lights casting a glow. The Grassy-O keeps flowing, each cocktail raised to the spirit of the last night of April. While witches might gather on Mt. Grassy Knob, the real magic happens here, in the clink of glasses and the shared stories of the mountains. The broom holds fast, the night stays safe, and the House of Applejay’s celebration leaves memories that’ll linger in the Ellijays until the next Walpurgis moon rises.