Gentle and luscious with mango an peach and some passion fruit behind (it's hot so add water). After water some parma violet, a little smoke, linseed oil (cricket bats).
Long and balanced with masses of tropical fruit - especially after water - tht reddens into strawberry. Water is needed to get the full textural effect.
Delicate smoke seems to break free.
Subtle, layered, long. Tropical fruit. Bowmore's are highly prized, grab this while you can.
Medicinal. Distant smoke. Some TCP. Bog myrtle. Pretty restrained at first. Takes time to come to life. A mineral note. Lots of exotic fruit. Passion fruit.
Dry, slightly sooty. Fizzy spiciness wrapped in sweet vanilla syrup. Plenty of exotic fruit.
Dry. Spicy. White pepper.
That whisky needs a dash of water to cut the edges. Clean, big with that wonderful exotic fruit character that some Bowmore proudly display.
As a Frenchman, I cannot not be pleased with the fact that some bottlers in the UK would use Cognac bottles for their whiskies, but as they say, never mind the bottle, let's just drink it! Colour: gold. Nose: this baby starts both smoky (rather coal, soot) and fruity, with all the mangos, oranges, passion fruits and guavas that you’d rather expect from a 1966. A little leather and lime-blossom tea in the background. With water: warning, water kind of kills the fruitiness and rather lets grassy and farmy notes take the lead. Only a little grapefruit remains there, and that just lasts. Mouth (neat): very intense, salty and smoky right from the start, with bags of lemons, wheelbarrows of grapefruits and truckloads of tangerines. Powerful of course but bizarrely, not unquaffable at 61.6%. With water: utterly citrusy and extremely drinkable. Pure fruit juice, did they also add vitamins? Finish: long, sexy, ultra-citrusy. Comments: a great, great white Sancerre – I mean, Bowmore. Well done, London. SGP:656 - 91 points.