
Upon opening the bottle, a rush of smoke immediately hits the nose. I poured the spirit into a nosing glass and gave it the classic Paterson three-greetings. The reason for these ‘three-greetings’ is to get the nose used to the alcohol so that you can actually smell the whiskey. To me, it smells like smoke mixed with apple, vanilla, and brand-new Band Aids (nicer than that sounds). Adding a bit of water brought out more aroma of the smoke. It is the color of light straw-much lighter than most of my single malts.
I reduced the proof to about 80 from its original 94 by adding water. It tastes soft and sweet up front with caramel notes, then flamed orange rind with a slight creaminess. It is well-balanced with no overwhelming single flavor. The finish slowly breaks down to smoke and wood. All and all, there is an obvious reason why Shackleton had several crates of it to accompany him to Antarctica.
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