Meet Red Ryder - a deep cherry red that captures your gaze and holds it for ransom. Her motive is simple: Give you what you want. She is quick to disarm you with a hint of caramel, covered by Magnum hops. As she takes you to the floor, a spicy peppery rich twang slides over you like silk sheets. When the smoke clears and the windows open, Centennial hops fill the room with a clean, flowery citrus aroma. Stockholm syndrom never tasted so good.