Myth and Legend of
Flying Dog
The villains of the peace in this story are two
non-conformist, 'not likely to take it lying down'
ranchers named George Stranahan and Richard McIntyre.
Rumor has it they were camping high in the Himalayas
with a mule, enough local contraband to pacify a herd of
stampeding buffalo and very little else when IT
happened…
A Strange Encounter
George and Richard swear that upon emerging from their
tent one evening they witnessed a strange airborne
creature heading towards the campsite. They say the
creature, which was now looking increasingly like a
flying dog, barrel-rolled through the camp sending
sherpas scurrying for their lives. George and Richard
were apparently left untouched…well almost. The duo were
in fact so inspired by the sight of this mischievous,
non-conforming creature that they totally forgot about
the loss of their mule and the contents of their tent
now rolling down the mountainside and took it as sign
they should do something big. Something really big.
BrewPub
Now whether you believe this weird story or not, is up
to you but what we do know is in 1990 George and Richard
opened the Flying Dog Brewpub in Aspen, Colorado. The
venture was an immediate success and people came from
far and wide to kick back with a Flying Dog brew and
soak up the bohemian atmosphere.
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Things Get Wierder
A few years later George and Richard met up with Hunter
S. Thompson and Ralph Steadman in the Woody Creek Tavern
and things got a whole lot weirder… As Dr. Gonzo once
stated though, "when the going gets weird the weird turn
pro," so today we ship over 400,000 cases a year across
the U.S from our state-of-the-art facility in the
Fredrick, MD. The Maryland Brewery utilizes cutting-edge
technologies to aid in water conservation and to ensure
the same great drinking experience time after time.
The Way of the Dog
Purposeful, provocative irreverence. These words echo
through the brewery corridors. Purposeful in the pursuit
of making bold, yet highly drinkable craft beers and
provocative and irreverent in the way we view and
communicate with the world around us.
Our provocative streak rears its misshaped head in a
variety of forms: from the names of the our brews, the
labels, and of course the beers themselves, a few of
which appear in the big gray book of 'Beers and What
They Should Look Like.'
Road Dog Scottish Porter was the first member of our
litter of ales to cross the line with the authorities. Shortly after its launch
in 1995, we were told to remove it from the shelves due to the alleged use of
profanity. The offending text was Ralph's inscription that simply read, 'Good
Beer. No Shit.' We replaced the text with, 'Good Beer. No Censorship.' and with
the help of the ACLU (American Civil Liberties Union) we fought to get the
original text re-instated. In 2001 we achieved our goal and today, 'Good Beer.
No shit.' stands proudly as a statement of fact on all Road Dog Scottish Porter
labels
