Est. 2000. www.SmokingLoon.com. Loon. When the heat was on and the Smoking Loon needed to lay low, he'd look up El Carancho. He was the man of the hour, if a Loon needed to be somewhere else - or even someone else in a hurry. Jake continued to mutter in his low gravely voice. Some kinda magician almost, could make somebody disappear. All those time when the Smoking Loon's tracks went cold, he was probably hangin' out in the lap o' luxury, on some mountaintop, in some far off country. 13.5% alc by vol. Imported and bottled by Smoking Loon winery. Product of Chile.