Ours is a storied legacy of principles, pulling ourselves up by our bootstraps all with a dash of good humor. You see, Colby Frey didn’t just grow up playing on hay bales in these fields. From an early age he put himself to work repairing tractors, raising barns and working the land, sitting elbow to elbow with the family and ranch hands that taught him the value of doing things the right way, not the easy way, with a wink and a smile. Born a farmer, now also a distiller, this young spirit of can-do ingenuity shows up in every pour of our straight bourbon whiskey. We don’t let the elements of weather or wear get in the way of farming hard for the bold and bright passion of what a whiskey of the land should be.

So, after a hard day’s week, when the sun lays down to rest and the fields quietly hum, turn to an amber glow farm scape that invites you to kick off your work boots and enjoy the grains of our labor. Drink it neat or in a cocktail, either way, you’re welcome on the Whiskey Farm.