Minnesota

Rockfilter

No barn nor glass should be raised alone. Our founder went from a year in a combat zone to sitting alone on a tractor. He didn’t miss getting shot at, he did miss the camaraderie. We founded fellowship in RockFilter and we hope it grows with every bottle. We had the farm. Farming is more than working the land. It’s a business. Turning acres into whiskey adds a lot of value, fun included. We had the mill. In the 1870s, wagons of horses pulled four one-thousand-pound French quartz stones across the Driftless region to Schech’s Mill. They are in use today, still powered by the rushing waters of Beaver Creek. We had the water. Some say water makes the whiskey. Our natural Karst limestone aquifer has the same geology found in Kentucky, bourbon’s birthplace. We had the will. We’ve weathered farming, night aircraft carrier landings, corporate America and Minnesota winters. So making whiskey isn’t just a reward - it’s a pleasure.