Smooth, bold, and infused with the spirit of the frontier, the Lone Rider Bourbon Maple Cold Brew is a drink fit for the toughest cowboys and cowgirls. Made with strong, full-bodied Lone Rider Blend coffee, this cold brew carries a deep, smoky richness that pairs perfectly with the sweet, caramelized warmth of pure maple syrup.
A hint of bourbon extract adds a touch of frontier flair, giving the drink a bold depth without overpowering its smooth, naturally sweet profile. Topped with cold, creamy oat milk or heavy cream, this refreshing cold brew balances robust coffee flavor with velvety smoothness. A garnish of crushed pecans adds a final rustic touch, making every sip feel like a ride through the wild, untamed West.
Whether you’re beating the summer heat or need a strong, refreshing boost, the Lone Rider Bourbon Maple Cold Brew is the perfect way to fuel your day—cowboy style.
Lone Rider Bourbon Maple Cold Brew: The Coffee That Saved the Saloon
Out in Whiskey Flats, where the dust never settled and a man’s word was worth more than gold, there was one thing everybody agreed on—you never crossed Louisa "Iron Lou" McKenna.
Louisa wasn’t just the sharpest shot in the territory—she owned the Rusty Spur Saloon, the only place in town where a cowboy could get a strong drink, a warm meal, and a fair hand of cards. And she protected it like a mama grizzly guards her cubs.
So when a gang of no-good outlaws came ridin’ in, looking to take the place for themselves, they figured Louisa would just roll over and hand them the keys.
They were dead wrong.
A Bet Worth the Bar
The leader of the gang, a mean-eyed varmint named Jack "Black Jack" Delaney, walked into the Rusty Spur like he owned the place.
"This here saloon’s got a new boss now," he drawled, leaning against the bar. "Me."
Louisa didn’t even blink. She kept polishing her whiskey glasses, calm as a river on a windless day.
"You boys want a drink?" she asked.
Jack grinned. "I want the whole place."
Louisa finally looked up. Her stare was sharp enough to slice leather. "That so?"
Jack nodded. "Tell you what—let’s make it fair. One round of drinks. If I can find a drink in this saloon that I can’t finish, I’ll ride out and never come back. But if I finish every drop?" He grinned. "You sign over the deed to me."
The whole saloon went silent.
Louisa set down her glass. "Alright, Black Jack. Hope you’ve got a strong stomach."
The Drink That No Man Could Handle
Louisa stepped behind the bar and got to work.
She started with a cup of Lone Rider Blend coffee, cold-brewed for a full day, strong enough to wake a hibernatin’ bear.
Then, she poured in a generous drizzle of pure maple syrup, thick and golden, the kind that lingered on the tongue just long enough to let you know it meant business.
Next, she added a splash of bourbon extract—just enough to give it the smooth, smoky depth of a saloon’s best bottle, but without the burn that sent weak men crawling home.
She poured the dark, rich brew over a tall glass of ice, topped it with a swirl of cold heavy cream, and garnished it with crushed pecans.
Setting the glass down, she smirked. "Drink up, Jack."
The Outlaw’s Downfall
Black Jack took the glass and tossed back a big gulp.
For a second, he looked unimpressed. Then it hit him.
The bold coffee slammed into his chest like a wild bronco. The sweet, smooth maple caught him off guard, just before the bourbon warmth kicked in like a gunshot at high noon.
His eyes went wide. His legs wobbled. He grabbed the bar like he’d been hit by a stampede.
The whole saloon held their breath.
Jack’s face turned red. Then pale. Then red again. He swayed once, twice—then slammed the glass back onto the bar, still half full.
"I—" he gasped. "I can’t do it."
Louisa crossed her arms. "Thought so."
Jack wiped his mouth, backed up, and stumbled out the saloon doors. His men followed, silent as ghosts.
By morning, they were gone from Whiskey Flats for good.
The Legacy of Lone Rider Bourbon Maple Cold Brew
From that day on, no one ever tried to take the Rusty Spur from Louisa McKenna again.
And every cowboy who passed through town ordered a Lone Rider Bourbon Maple Cold Brew, knowing full well they were drinking the strongest, smoothest, most legendary coffee in the West.
So next time you’re faced with a challenge bigger than you can handle, pour yourself a Lone Rider Bourbon Maple Cold Brew.
Because sometimes, a good cup of coffee is all you need to win the day.
