Or you can easily order a flute by email:  aoflutes@blackfoot.net


Payment options:

  • We accept VISA/MC.  Please email me your shipping and billing address but please call in your credit card information.  If you get voicemail, you may leave your information there.  Please include expiration date and the 3-digit security code from the back of the card.  Your receipt will come as an email.

  • If you prefer to pay via PayPal, we can email you a convenient invoice.

  • You can also send a check or M.O. to:  Amon Olorin Flutes, 73258 Lemlama Lane

      Arlee, MT  59821

PF Series Flutes, Eagle Bone Replica Whistles, and books may be ordered easily online via PayPal checkout.

Shipping Information

Shipping charges are as follows for USPS Priority Mail:

Flutes - $15.00

PF Series Flutes - $7.00

Eagle Bone Replica Whistles- $3.00

​Books  (3rd class) - $5.00

For overseas shipping, we will send you a PayPal invoice for postage cost.

Ordering Information


Each flute is sent out in perfect condition and is warranted for life to never crack, separate, or fail in any way due to normal use. With simple maintenance the flute should perform beautifully for many years and become a family heirloom.  Occasionally there may be minor flaws in the wood, as it is a living substance. Tunings are as accurate as the design allows and pitches are based on an A-440 standard.  If the instrument you receive does not meet your expectations, it may be returned within ten days for full refund, if it is in the pristine condition it was when received.  Dings, scratches, nail marks, or other signs of use or rough handling void this warranty.

If you've gotten this far, here is something for you.

Tony and Ken

"Sitting around the kitchen table, late at night on the Flathead rez. drinking coffee and talking with Tony, I decided to brave a question about something that I had been pondering for quite some time.  So I did.

I asked him if he had let others study and measure his old flute.  "No", he said. "I have been asked many times.  Just you."

"Why me?",  I had to ask.  He lit another cigarette and replied.

Tony told me the story of a dream he had had.  In the dream, he had lost his grandfather's flute.  He was holed up on Rosebud with his Lakota relatives during a horrendous blizzard. He was devastated, crying because his flute was gone.  The howl of the wind was suddenly broken by a loud banging on the cabin door.  "Who could be out in this terrible storm?"  With effort because the door was frozen shut, it was forced open.  There stood a huge figure all white with snow and ice, covered entirely in a massive buffalo robe.  They struggled to get this mysterious entity inside and close the door.  As they all stood gaping, hands came out from the robe, holding Tony's lost flute.  With the removal of the robe, they found a very large man with flaming red hair, freckles,  and a bushy red beard. Irish?

He said that since the dream he had been keeping his eye out until he spotted me in a crowd of teachers at an Indian Education conference in Butte, Montana, Spring of 1984.  I was amazed that he walked through all the people that were wanting his attention right up to me and said "Hi, I'm Tony Shearer, so nice to meet you!"  The path "less travelled" had just appeared.  36 years later and it is still opening ahead of me.  And best of all, there have been a host of beautiful people that have come along with me.  His grandfather had told him this would happen.

k.l. 2020