Proof that life’s turning points can happen anywhere, one night Adam saw one of his oldest friends, Adam Richard Saunders (a.k.a. ARS), driving out of a Hungry Jack’s in his work ute. ‘That’s right,’ thought Adam, ‘ARS is a builder.’ It wasn’t long before the two Adams were meeting over McDonalds and Jim Beam cans every Tuesday night, thrashing out ideas for the distillery buildings and infrastructure. But so far, Adam Pinkard hadn’t found the right piece of land to put those buildings on. Then Adam Saunders came across a warehouse in Garfield Street, Launceston, and the distillery site had finally been found.
