N: Creamy sweet [> pongy] salty vegetal peat with a touch of TCP matched by a light swish of creosote. Laphroaig surely?
T: Hinting at Octomore, I’m embraced by a joyously oily-sweet and salty vegetal malty arrival. Neat, the arrival goes on and on. Water management brings out different oils, salts and peat layers. I find myself inland one minute and standing on the shoreline the next. Only the diesel-y gritty oily mineral quality coupled with a light sour-ash cream [on the turn] makes me think we might be nearer Mull than Islay.
F: Still oily [with tiny TCP echoes], I find myself in the malt house surrounded by grain/mineral/rock/earth/muddy/clay/charred oak elementals.
C: Whatever this is [oxidised SMWS Laphroaig?], it’s a fantastic [right time, right place] whisky.