Last up is a bottle I scored for a mere £50 at auction. opened at the 2019 Campbeltown Festival and took to tOMoH’s My Precious.
N: A great example where the cask has thoroughly served the distillate. This is not a shopping-list dram. It’s very light, mildly sweet yet desirably fatty [Mini Milk=shear butter=dried olive oil], with further notes of straw, drowned rose petals, wafting allium-hot aromas of garlic and salty lemon>lime peel. I love Gaija’s ‘wet newspaper’ and tOMoH’s ‘gentle metal’ & ‘flint’ notes [WLP]. I’ll throw in a mere suggestion of a faint farmy note in there too.
T: Appreciating this one is about what is, not what isn’t – glass half full and all that – like the 1971 Bache Gabrielsen [WLP90] in that respect. It remains fatty though less salty than on the nose, always light and convivial, arriving mildly floral-sweet. There’s a flash of hesitancy/edginess before it settles into light waxy=malty > salty < < citrus & straw action with just a touch of heat. Maintains a fairly sustained if relaxed pace whilst chewing the sweetness out of the farmy straw is a joy.
F: Medium-short with citrus/straw/coppery remnant trails. Sometimes more chocolatey on the finish, the fattiness remains as does the light-sweet lemon citrus. It’s balanced throughout and concludes without a blemish.
C: I don’t recall having a whisky quite like this before, though barring the absence of peat, some less well-received Port Ellen’s might come close. A super-subtle, special little number that I’ll miss. Maybe Glencadam’s 15yo [WLP] is the contemporary replacement?