I went up White Mt. peak with a bottle of that. At the top there was an army guy that showed up and waiting was a retired couple in their 70’s (who freaking DESTROYED us going up, they must do 10K+ peaks every damn day.)
We did a shot with the army guy to celebrate, old folks declined. Army looks off in distance and says “now there’s a warrior” and points to a speck down the slope coming up the trail RUNNING and carrying a mountain bike (rocks got to unmanageable near top).
Guy gets to us, not particularly super winded (we’re at 14,256 feet) and I offer him a swig. He’s sees what it is and is like he just really found the end of the freakin’ rainbow. It’s pretty rare to either experience super confluential sweet spots, or see someone else find one, but that guy hit one that day :-)
I took a huge flask of Balvenie 25 to the FR inaugural ball and made a lot of friends that night.
Bkmk for l8tr.