…a place where the beer flows like wine (literally, from Red Lodge Ales) and the beautiful (mountain) women instinctively flock like the salmon of Capistrano. I’m talking about a little place called Red Lodge.
Is it appropriate to start a post by summoning the spirit of the feeble-minded stooge Lloyd Christmas? Probably not. Is it honest to make this connection when introducing the locale in which we have chosen to establish our business? We think so; when you are talking about a place as exceptional as Red Lodge, Montana; the place where we hand-make our wooden spoons every day; the place we call home.
Red Lodge is nestled at the base of the Beartooth Mountains, a mere 68 miles from the Northeast Entrance of Yellowstone National Park. The drive from Yellowstone to Red Lodge takes adventurous visitors over the Beartooth All American Highway- a pass topping out at 10,947’ – with scenes reminiscent of the cross-country scooter journey by two of America’s most unlikely heroes-Lloyd and Harry. While we don’t advocate travelling long distance on scooters with a pull start, we do advocate experiencing the road less traveled- the road to Red Lodge.
So as the winter melts away into spring and the possibility for new beginnings emerges, we encourage you to hop on your scooter and find your way to your own special destination. And, if you wind up in Red Lodge, give us a holler.