Ever wondered how an ordinary, healthy, social and upright Sponge can become an oddly-scented, laptop-dwelling auction botherer?
Well, wonder no more as we present... 'The Descent Of Sponge'!
This is part one of a Clynelish-flavoured, refill sherry-showcasing journey along the downward spiralling devolution of whisky geekdom.
For this first instalment we've selected the palest and most naked of three refill sherry butts of Clynelish 1995. Aged for 25 years and bottled at natural cask strength of 54.5%. This is pure, classical, deliriously waxy and lip-smackingly coastal Clynelish in all its cult and crazy glory.
The first step on the road to darker, dingier, sherry-soaked nerdism.
Grab a bottle and join the delicious, devolutionary downwards spiral...
Nose: the virtually non-sherried kind indeed. Lemons, mint, lamp oil, candle wax and hints of honey. Some chalk and clay. Gooseberries, even echoes of tinned pineapple in the background. I’m finding light vegetal touches (moss, buttercups) after a while, hinting towards a sherry cask, as well as a buttery note. Fatty, pure Clynelish.
Mouth: a moderately fruity start, mainly grapefruit and lime, with hints of Chenin. Quickly followed by chalky notes, paraffin and some mineral and coastal notes (maybe kelp). A light green note (peppers). A nice balance of sweetness with the right amount of austerity.
Finish: quite long, waxy, citrusy, with lightly sweet stone fruits and mineral notes.
|Classification||Single Malt Whisky|
|Cask||Refill Sherry Butts|
|ABV / Volume||54.5% / 70cl|