Notes from Serge Valentin:
Of course, we have no dead proof that ‘Oc’ means Octomore. Could mean ‘Och, this is whisky’… Ah, yeah, about it being NAS. Well, that’s no big deal when the spirit just cannot be old anyway! When did they start to make Octomore, again? 2002? 2003? Colour: gold. Nose: as always, you’d think Octomore isn’t that peatier than Port Charlotte when you try them in a row. This must be a story of perceived peatiness, tired olfactory bulb, or something. But what’s sure is that this is pretty brilliant coastal whisky, full of brine, seawater, cigars, damp earth, beach sand after a heavy shower, perhaps even fresh mushrooms… But 1. the very high strength may block a part of the aromas, and 2. Oops, forgot what I wanted to say. With (quite a lot of) water: cows, the fields behind the distillery, marzipan, the engine of an old car, quite a few cigars from our new friend Cuba, an old toolbox, old coins… Mouth (neat): very high impact almondy, gingery peat, with huge almond oil, marzipan, metal polish (-like), salmiak… Probably one of the biggest arrivals I’ve ever encountered. You have to be a good fighter with these drams, or they’ll just do an ippon on you. Be extra-careful! With (quite a lot of) water: rocks and kills. Perfect, nothing to add (who said ‘great’?) Finish: long, thick, oily and creamy, liqueury as far as textures are concerned (they did NOT add any glycerine, I’m sure), and just perfect. Very salty aftertaste. Comments: loved the almondy side, and all the rest. The best orgeat syrup ever! Here’s to you, Mark R.! SGP:548 - 92 points.