My bottle is a bit flat at this point. It's been sitting in my cabinet. I'm not a big fan of this bottling. It has a lot of things I love about Springbank.
Such as . . . how did a bit of ash creep in here when all of the barley was cured with electric dryers? Residual left in the still from a Springbank run? Obviously, but how does that happen with a triple distilled offering? I guess from the first distillation and the ash kept clinging through the other two and a half like a phantom ghost note? I'm answering all of my own questions. Call me "the speculator" in this review. Herlock Sholmes. Deductive tasting (and smelling).
No, there ain't any Springbank funk present in me glass, as might be expected if there were a toucha peat ash in thar. I'm not keen on what I take to be a perfume scent. The nose is slightly offputting. It reminds me a little of Bowmore Dawn, which I did not like. Other than these downsides, the malt is very good.
I've taken off a full point for the weird perfume thing. A bit old lady perfumish, artificial floral seeming. However .. . on the positive side, there's a fairly crisp, clean almost dry mouthfeel as one would expect from a triple distilled whisky, but not from such a young whisky. The regular Hazelburn is too young for that.
I like the finish quite a bit. It's medium but satisfying. Fruity notes here remind me a little of the Campbeltown Loch 21. A bit more tropical in this case. Papaya and guava instead of apples and pears, but then again that blend had some Speysides so it's not a good yardstick. I think there was 21 year old Hazelburn in the Loch, however, and more than a little. It's worth remembering this whisky aged in tiny casks is only ten years old, but it had a lot of contact with wood in such little casks. A pretty good finish for a ten year, if one can even call it that by industry standards due the experimental nature of what has been done. My favorite in this line was the Springbank, then the Longrow, then the Hazelburn. I don't think we will see other medium sized batches of little casks like this again. Too much work for Springbank. Somebody's pet project. But on a fairly grand scale. I guess strategically, it only added to the Springbank mystique as "that eccentric distillery in Campbeltown, a place that was once the whisky capital of Scotland and now is known for pretty much the brainchildren of the same guiding force (Mitchell).