- Whiskybase ID
- Single Malt
- The Scotch Malt Whisky Society (SMWS)
- Bottling serie
- Lighthouse to smokehouse
- Stated Age
- 08 years old
- First Fill Bourbon Hogshead
- Number of bottles
- 57.7 % Vol.
- 700 ml
- Added on
- 02 May 2020 12:32 am by dramspotter
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Whisky Reviews for Caol Ila 2011 SMWS 53.324
8 users have left a review for this whisky and scored it an average of 87.73 points
Fresh sea breeze, mineral, sweet smoke, smoked lemons, sweet pear juice, the alcohol tickles in the nose, a whiff of peat
with water: mint tea, vanilla sauce
Pretty sour, unripe peach, a pinch of pepper, coal smoke, mango
with water: more bitter, ashier, apricots
Bonfire, ashy, dry, warming
with water: chili, a little caramel, dry coffee
- A great powerful and sweet Caol Ila. This sweetness goes very well with the smoke and peppery spice in the interplay. Despite the 8 years, there is no discernible youth. Great filling with power would be the right thing for a cold winter evening.
sweet; Citrus notes; Vanilla; yes the popcorn described can be recognized; Marshmallows; maritime; salty sea air; sweet smoky
powerful start; initially sweet and spicy; Citrus notes; a tingling peppery sharpness is emerging; charred oak (going ashy)
long and warm; peppery; tart and spicy; delicate sweetness; ashy smoke stays behind for a long time
- Sweet smelling smoke!!!
Another young Caol Ila worth it's money.
- Notes von der SMWS Website: www.smws.com/lighthouse-to-smokehouse
Ausgabepreis: 61,00 GBP
"A sweet perfumed smokiness mixed with sea air and washed over oysters and crab meat sprinkled with chopped dill and parsley. Applewood-smoked fish hung beside peppered pickled herrings and soft leather whilst sweet notes came from mango, vanilla and salted popcorn. Then water landed us face-first into the saltwater of a rock pool. With sand in our hair and squelching shoes we lit a beach bonfire to dry damp wool and burn marshmallows on the ends of driftwood sticks. Finally, as beach sand mixed with melting ice cream cones we watched waves crash against the seaweed covered rocks beneath the lighthouse illuminated by a glowing sun as it kissed the Hebridean horizon. "