Transporting Cold Beverages

[clkelley564]

A coworker just told me a strange story. I thought I would pass it on as many of us bring our favorite beverages on our camping trips.

Some friends of hers had a large amount of alcoholic beverages confiscated by the police because they were transporting it cold over county lines or something to that effect.

Has anyone else heard that??

[t-vicky]

Dont know about alabama but here in Kansas the laws on carrying alcohol change from one mile post to the next. You are better off just sitting in one spot and drinking it. But thats proabley illegal too.

[raprap]

In parts of Kentucky where you're going from a wet county to a dry one, sometimes the county sherrifems tend to hang out on the border to make sure you aren't transporting demon rum across their arbitrary border. In these places it is better to have your coolers in places where you can't get to them from within the driving compartment.

I was once hassled by one of these protectors of the peace for drinking an IBC root beer while driving. IBC uses brown long necks for their first rate root beer, and I spent the better part of a half hour convincing the man with the Glock-9 that root beer wasn't alcoholic---all in all it was beneficial In my opinion, while he was whiling away with me in futile effort he probably let a few dozen of the 'guilty' escape unscathed.

Rap

[JeremyL]

I knew some people several years back who got busted for bringing beer over the red river from Oklahoma back into Texas. The beer stores in that county close at 2 AM, but you can run across the border to the bait shop & knock on the door & they'll sell it to almost anyone.

When I was in Texas last fall I loaded my suitcase with Shiner Bock beer and garden fresh okra & peppers. I'm surprised no one said anything but it made it through the baggage check.

[emiller]

Sounds like the cops where thirsty.

[Jiminsav]

yep..cops need booze too..but yes, if your hauling coolers full of fun, you need to put them in the trunk or bed of the PU.
do you know what that sliding window in the back of a pick up is called...it's the half keg option..you leave the keg in the back, and run the nozzle inside..

[BILLYL]

All-

In our area - the great county of Montgomery - here in Maryland. The cooler doesn't matter. You better have a sales reciept to prove to the officer that you bought the demon rum in a ABC store in Montgomery County. In fact your beer or wine had better be bought in MoCo or they will confiscate it and fine you $100 per bottle. This is a very strange county - in fact we have no OLIVE GARDEN resturants because the county won't bring in their wines. I also worked for a time for a brew pub. The brewmaster told me that since the county controlled all alchol they wanted the brewery to keg all their beers and send them to the county warehouse and then have the warehouse ship the brews back. Yes it was to make sure that the county got their tax money on each keg. Needless to say that didn't happen and they came to a solution to install meters on the serving tanks.

There you go.

Bill

[Alphacarina]

Some friends of hers had a large amount of alcoholic beverages confiscated by the police because they were transporting it cold over county lines or something to that effect.

I would say that's a valid concern for LEO's in any of the 50 states . . . . and something they should definitely get to the bottom of

Don

[DrCrash]

Cop's n badguys. There is a fine line between the two and
sometimes hard to distinguish which one your talking to.

My two cents !

[D.J.]

I am not a beer drinker . I have used this flask for several years on the boat . It is hard to tell from the picture but it does look like a quality pair of binoculars . Each compartment holds 8 ounces (of lemonade) . ............. D.J.

[BPFox]

Just take a syringe and inject the vodka directly into the orange. No one will know the difference. Just peel and enjoy.

[Laredo]

I too had a stop with a bottle of root beer.

The sheriff's deputy saw me at 2 a.m. with a brown glass longneck bottle in the hand I didn't have on the wheel.
I had been up since 5:30 the previous morning, driving from Brownfield to Big Spring, working all day, driving to Water Valley to cover a six-man playoff game, then heading back to Big Spring to write up the story before a nap. It's more than possible I was driving too slowly or maybe even weaving; heaven knows I was tired enough.

When I offered the deputy a swallow of my IBC (which was cold, barely open so the bottle still smoked a little, and really good) he just shook his head and told me to go home and go to bed.

"What're you drinkin'?"
"Root beer. Want some?"

I suspect he'd slept since I had...