Character: The ultimate spirit six-pack. The heat shimmering over the taste buds awakens the sensory system with sensations it has seldom experienced. Medium weight, satin smooth.
Colour: Luminous, harvest gold, honeycomb.
Nose: The opening is one of peat smoke and lemon juice, what an amazing contrast! On the second pass the malted barley and sweet, nutty, oak aromatics rise as one. The over-lapping fragrances are inter-mingling with the marine freshness that we know & love, hallmark of our island home, deep in the spirit lies the ripe guava, pineapple, gooseberry & honey-dew melon. They’re all cocooned within the cradle of smoke. Subtle notes of peppermint, pine and anise pop up like champagne bubbles. Aromatically, it’s absolute heaven for peat fans. The briny aspect is with you throughout, blowing in on the westerly slipstream - peated malt, sea air, succulent fruit, mellow oak, sun kissed barley, and soft demerara sugar.
Palate: The power surges onto the taste buds, detonating across the palate in wave after wave of flavour. The olfactory senses first detect the peat settling on the back palate, smouldering with intent. Then the combination of oak & barley take the middle ground & vanilla-dipped fruits hold fast on the front palate. With a second sip, the flavours integrate into a harmonious, vibrant taste experience, with the sweet, biscuity taste of the malt shining through to bring balance to the mid- palate. The natural oils hold all the components together giving a smooth- ness that chill-filtered spirits lack. The citrus, marine, moorland fresh- ness is a perfect foil for the peat flavours, giving a taste that can only be... Islay.
Finish: The peat-fire embers last long into the night, captivating one’s imagination of ancient life & times on this wild, Atlantic coast. The pleasure of sharing time with a spirit that is eager to please brings contentment, a soul-warming satisfaction. Manna of the wilderness.
Mood: Excited. Earthy. Primeval. Camp fire - the darkness and light, warm and cold, dry and damp, danger and safety. Boy scout, more SAS Bear Grylls than podgy Ray Mears.