The texture of the spirit is remarkably smooth for such a youngster. The mouth feel is quite irresistible; it’s fresh and zesty with the quality of the Islay-grown barley unrestrained by the presence of a long relationship with the oak. Now we can experience just how beautiful a spirit can be when distilled ultra-slowly by people who understand that their skills and patience are critical to the final outcome. This is “walking on sunshine”, summer in a glass. It has Islay charm with the most seductive texture I have ever experienced. Is this down to the Islay barley? I truly believe it is..
Brilliant, luminous lemon with a harvest gold hue.
When you first inhale the bouquet it’s like the “the hills are alive”, with aromas of yellow flowers in bloom on forest river-banks and heather-covered moorlands, barley fields shimmering yellow and gold, orchards filled with ripe fruits, all embraced by the warm, westerly ocean breeze. This is the beauty of young Bruichladdich spirit; you can reach into its soul and transport yourself to this amazing island simply by closing your eyes and inhaling. It’s a remarkable harmonious bouquet.
The olfactory concentration continues onto the palate. On tasting, you will discover that squeeze of lemon, honey, pear and green apple, little hints of tangerine, chocolate, light notes of marzipan, cinnamon and sweet, oaky, vanilla. The harmonious freshness of barley and wild flowers rising on that irresistible marine presence unique to the islands of scotland. The taste buds rejoice in the warmth of the spirit and sweetness of the malt; it’s a taste they seldom experience in such generous measures. Islay malt whisky from Islay grown barley is something that very few people have experienced.Now you understand what has been missing in your life and never have to wonder again.
The finish is outstanding. How can you say goodbye to a kid that’s stolen your heart with his beauty and honesty. It’s difficult, but it’s not goodbye, because as you enjoy the final drops, John Logan, the farmer at Dunlossit, is about to start ploughing for this year’s harvest – dream fulfilled!
Easy, like Sunday morning