We saddled up with our pard’ners from Raleigh’s Lonerider Brewing to rustle up this citrusy, dank India Pale Lager. The dry hop in this hombre was enough to choke a herd of cattle, giving it a hop aroma deeper than the Grand Canyon.

Park your keister in the taproom for a spell and enjoy a pint of Lowcountry Outlaw before the law catches up to him.

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