I go to Montana several times a year, and always bring my suitcase back to Florida filled with Moose Drool. My last trip was November, and I saved two of the bottles all year long. I work at a university, and our baseball team made it to the National Championship tournament. I took my last two bottles to Montgomery, Alabama. I waited all week, tempted to drink them after each win. We made it to the championship game, only two teams left. We lost, but it was a great game. We went back to the hotel and I popped them open. It could have only been a better moment if we had won, but what a ride. And a great way to finish off the beers. Now I gotta make another trip....
