According to Moonalice legend, a great migration took place every spring from tribal tail-freezing grounds in the polar north to bountiful fields of northern California. Somewhere along the line, Moonalice hippies discovered hemp, which immediately became the foundation of Moonalice culture. Before long, Moonalice villages across California were enhanced with high quality rope, fabrics, and a variety of entertainment products. When autumn came, tribal members could no longer remember why they had bothered to walk a couple thousand miles just so they could freeze all winter. The rest, as they say, is history. The search for truth that characterizes the modern Moonalice tribe led the band to make a pilgrimage to Alaska, the Upper One. Armed with bags of winter clothing and enough food to last until dinner, the tribe instead found itself subjected to the twin hardships of seventy-degree weather and blazing sunshine. Further investigation between sets at Alice's revealed olfactory evidence that hemp farming had made its way to the Kenai Peninsula. How ironic.