Announce your message here and link it to a page!
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More than 30 years ago, a group of oxygen- and alcohol-deprived amateur hikers convened in a Pakistan hotel room after summiting the world’s deadliest mountain. There, Flying Dog was born.
George Stranahan — a PhD in physics, founder of the Aspen Center for Physics, professional photographer, writer — lead that expedition to the summit of K2 in 1983, at the age of 52. In 1990, George opened a brewpub in Woody Creek, Colorado with Richard McIntyre, a man who continues to be well ahead of his time.
The tavern attracted ordinary neighbors and one less ordinary celebrity — gonzo journalist Hunter S. Thompson. At his urging, Stranahan hired famed British artist and illustrator — the one, the only and the inimitable Ralph Steadman — to design the labels.
Live on the BBC, Ralph scrawled those four simple words across his canvas and our mantra was born. We embrace the weirrrd and view craft beer as an art form unlike any other.
We live in a world where people are coddled, messages are muddled and ideas are squashed in the name of political correctness. When the Thought Police closed in on us, we went to Federal court to defend our right to free speech and expression.
In 2024, Flying Dog faced its toughest climb yet: the brand was teetering on the edge of extinction. But every good story has a plot twist. FX Matt Brewing Company didn’t let that happen. After eight years of brewing Flying Dog beer as a contract partner, we took the leap to keep the Flying Dog spirit alive — ensuring that your favorite Flying Dog beers didn’t disappear forever.
What does this mean for you? It means you can still crack open a Raging Bitch, sip on a Snake Dog, or howl at a Double Dog IPA, just like before. We’re not strangers to Flying Dog — we’ve been brewing their beer for nearly a decade.
We know Flying Dog is more than a beer — it’s a part of Maryland’s soul. That’s why we’re staying true to its roots with events, partnerships, and plenty of pints in the Old-Line State. From taproom takeovers to tailgates, we’re not just keeping the brand alive — we’re amplifying it.
May they rest in peace forever, or at least until they are brought back to life like in that weird Reanimator movie. We’re not gonna rule that out…
