The Story: The North Fork of the Flathead River flows from a remote corner of British Columbia to Montana, traveling unchecked through border crossings, over a sunken steamship and around flooded mining camps—evidence of its victory over man’s attempt to rob it of its mineral treasures. Even today the river reminds us of its eternal power, dumping an occasional fisherman or rafter into its icy water, giving them the taste of something pure & wild. We raise a glass of our whiskey in respect!
Tasting Notes: The rye gives it a bit of spice, the barley imparts an earthy roundness and the corn a sweet finish. Take that perfect balance of grains, let it mellow in a charred American oak barrel, and you get a whiskey that ebbs and flows on your palate like something that is always new but has been there forever.