On a very typical morning in November 2023, we - Jackson, Grey, and Nic - woke up, drank our coffee, and looked out on our beloved Drake Street driveway at a very non-typical scene. From our vantage point in the kitchen, we thought something wasn’t quite right, but we weren’t sure what exactly went down. After walking outside and looking closer,
we KNEW something was DEFINITELY not right, and what happened was tragically clear: Jackson’s motorcycle was gone,
and our yard was a mess. Our gravel drive had gashes cut by feet and tires from failed attempts, and I guess one successful attempt, at rolling the Suzuki DR650 up into the bed of a truck, there were various off-cuts of wood strewn about, there was a host of garbage lining the yard, and, finally, a single golf ball was looking up at us and laughing, having witnessed the whole heist go down.
In that heap of chaos, there was one outlier that piqued our interest...
a massive plant, sat proudly right in the middle of our desecrated property. Was it left in a rush to free up room in the truck bed? Probably. Was it a half-hearted attempt at payment in this one-sided transaction? Maybe, and we kinda like to hope so. Did it spawn out of thin air as a miraculous reparation from God to stymie our blues on that sad morning? We are not going to rule this out either.
Anyways, after that first spring had sprung, our budding curiosity in this mystery plant turned to cautious excitement as bright red peppers began to follow after perfect tiny white flowers. Not only did we add a plant to our steadily growing nursery at the house, but this plant was adding back unto us a bounty.
In the same way that this new fruit was jumping off the branches of our newly revealed habanero plant, ideas were blooming in our heads. We dreamt of ways that we could take this frustrating theft and turn it into something far sweeter than a joy ride on a jaunty Japanese-made scrambler… a high bar to set, we know. As these sparks swam around our heads,
...nothing seemed to make more sense than to make hot honey.
Not only did we have friends who are in and around the bee world, but we also felt as if this simple, but profound, combination summed up our emotions about this whole thing. Emotions of sadness and anger contrasting against sweet hope and expectation, all coming together to yield something noteworthy. A streamlined, yet impactful, combination of common things into something that feels like our very own, and feels larger than us. A chance to lean on amazing friends to contribute and bring our vivid visions from our minds to our hands. It all just felt right. So, we started planning everything back in the spring of this year, and Beemer’s began its breakneck sprint to the launch at the end of September 2025.
I guess the “we” needs more attention… Grey Emory, Jackson Durkee, and Nic Webster started this journey while living together on Drake St in Charleston, SC. As life goes, Jackson moved out of Drake St earlier this year so that he could capture a queen bee in both holy and legal matrimony. Chancy Durkee, naturally, became the queen bee of Beemer’s as well, and she has been, the whole way through, our most important team member. This group of four is the “we” behind the bee. and we are excited to keep the Beem dream blossoming as big and as bright as you guys will let us grow.
xoxo, Beemer’s
