The first thing that came to mind on the nose was the classic Christmas pudding soaked in high-proof rum and set on fire. But somehow, the baker managed to find high-proof sherry instead of rum! Madness. The richness of this whisky can not be understated and may go somewhat hand in hand with the bizarrely short outturn. It feels more like a whisky twice its age. There’s a mouthwatering tannic quality to it that is reminiscent of super old-school Speysiders. It’s big and bold, but not in the almost sulfuric meaty sense like Mortlach – it’s a very different beast. Dark chocolate, candied grapefruit peels, sultanas.. oh and smoke! I almost forgot this was peated, but once you find the peat it really takes hold. A stunning whisky and a heck of a way to kick off what will hopefully become a long-lasting series of Strath single cask Scotches.