In the fragrance, once a fairly serious blow to the receptors, dear Ayla, you start to enjoy the game of dynamics and change of components, in general everything is in the fairway of distillery without any deviations - a bit of grassiness, salt, lemon, spices, peat. Well, after the Irishman, even very well. Taste - wow, coal in the foreground. He directly protrudes in front of everyone, coal Caol Ila has not yet been met, in places the lemon grows out again, but it is very harmonious and tasty though not very diverse. At the same time, it is powerful and assertive. Aftertaste - there is a sourish, even hard to say from, whether the lemon has turned into citric acid, or some unknown tropical fruit has appeared. But everything disappears quickly enough, shortly as for Ayla it seems, there is not enough continuation. Total 87-88, towards 87.