Dos Amigos,
Una Idea
Compa started the way all the best ideas do — two mates, a beat-up ute, and a road trip through Jalisco that neither of us wanted to end.
From The Highlands
To Your Esky
Somewhere between Guadalajara and Tequila town, sharing a Paloma with a compa — that's Mexican slang for your mate, your compadre — we asked the obvious question: why does every seltzer back home taste like someone whispered the word "fruit" at a glass of soda water?
So we did it properly. Real Blanco tequila from a family distillery in Jalisco. Real fruit. Sparkling water. Nothing else worth mentioning — no mountains of sugar, no mystery "spirit base", no shortcuts.
"A seltzer worth sharing with your compa —
or it doesn't leave the shed."
The Trip
Three weeks in Jalisco. Too many Palomas to count. One idea scribbled on the back of a bus ticket somewhere outside Arandas.
The Shed Batches
Forty-one test batches in a mate's shed in Brunswick. Batch #27 nearly ended the friendship. Batch #41 became Ranch Water.
First Cans
We shook hands with a fourth-generation distillery (NOM 1110) and put our first four seltzers into cans — two Ranch Waters, a grapefruit & blood orange, and a passionfruit.
Salud, Amigos
Landing in fridges across Australia. Same rule as day one: if we wouldn't hand it to a compa, it doesn't get canned.