Mammoth Mist
The one that started the stampede. Bright citrus, a tropical passionfruit punch, and a finish that hits like high altitude.
Dirty soda. Clean ingredients.
Bold citrus flavor with half the sugar and zero junk — built for people who never stopped loving soda, and never stopped chasing daylight.
Citrus-forward, fully loaded, and nothing fake along for the ride. Pick your animal.
The one that started the stampede. Bright citrus, a tropical passionfruit punch, and a finish that hits like high altitude.
Deep wild berry dragged through bright citrus. Tastes like the reward at the end of a long trail you took on purpose.
Creamy peach with a citrus backbone. Smooth enough for the drive out, loud enough for the way back.
We didn't make soda healthy. We made it honest. Big taste, fewer regrets, none of the wellness sermon.
We obsess over taste while everyone else obsesses over function. No gut-health pitch, no probiotic halo — just citrus soda that actually tastes like something.
50% less sugar than the soda you grew up on, balanced with monk fruit and stevia. You can crush a few without feeling like you wrecked your day.
No artificial flavors, no preservatives, no petroleum dyes. The color in the can comes from the recipe, not a lab.
40mg of natural caffeine and a clean finish. Made to ride in a cooler, a tailgate, a glovebox, or a pack — wherever the day takes you.
Somewhere along the way, soda split into two camps. On one side, the old guard — gallons of sugar and a chemistry set of dyes. On the other, the wellness crowd — selling you fizzy fiber and calling it a personality.
We wanted the one nobody was making.
A soda for the people who never quit it. The ones who work all week, chase weekends hard, and want something bold in the cooler that doesn't taste like a compromise. So we built it: real citrus flavor, half the sugar, nothing fake. Dirty soda done clean.
No reinvention of the wheel. Just the missing link between the soda you loved and the way you actually live now.
Trailheads, tailgates, switchbacks, and shorelines. If the day ends dusty, we were probably there.
Whatever you call a good day outside — this rides shotgun for it.
Knuckle Dragger lands in the whitespace between mass soda and wellness fizz — the bold lane nobody's stocking for the outdoor crowd that actually buys it. Cold, loud, and built to move.
Tell us where you sell. We'll send cold cans and a sell sheet, and follow up to talk terms.
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