Täältä löytyy tarinoita sekä legendoja savuisista juomista joita tuolta turpeen valtakunnasta, Islayn saarelta, löytyy.
Tales and legends of smoky drams, mystical peats and seducing waters. I blog in English and Finnish from now on.
Friday, February 16, 2018
Kanna arpesi ylpeästi - Highland Park Viking Scars (10yo)
Tuesday, June 9, 2015
Rivaling sisters and brothers: Highland Park 12YO and Dark Origins
At the Orkney the saga begin: 12 years old sister with her Dark Origins brother emerged and journeyed to the world beyond the North sea. The boat took and slide through the waves like it was built for that destiny. A long trip by the land, across mountains and other perils finally ended. Only the last battle remained, after which they found out that they have been trialed by fire and after that happened the most shocking moment: simultaneous decapping. This was their destiny, to end up in my Glencairn and let me explore what are their origins. They did return to the North.
What is actually a bit amazing, is that I don’t recall tasting any Highland Park 12YO before this one. At least if I did so – it didn’t impress me. Highland Park 18YO had lots of sherry in it, and it was not bad at all. I had a few bits of reservations what 12YO would be.
Highland Park 12 YO
The palate is also a very well balanced. Again, much more wisdom was found in this one than I earlier anticipated. The source and the origin is strong in this one. Something sweet, something deep and a personality I was delighted to meet.
The finishing is long and tasty. What else can I say?
For it’s price this is a great whisky for those who are not into too much smoky and peaty tastes. This is not a experience of the lifetime, but instead a companion that is easily taken along for many occasions. Actually one of these would be a nice gift, if you are not sure a more smoky and peaty one would be welcome.
Dark Origins
The tale is about the early days of Magnus Eunson’s distilling. The illegal days, hence the darkness. Personally, I want to explore the name more and bring a lots more darker shades in there. Perhaps even a small dragon would make an appearance. But I’ll leave that tale to something more dark. The legend is that the Dark Origins has used the double amount of first fill sherry casks than it’s sister 12yo. But this Dark Brother has no age in it’s dossier, which hints that the time in those casks hasn’t been as numerous as the smuggler’s years in the lord’s dungeons.Compared head to head with 12yo, I didn’t notice any difference in the color and in the style.
The palate got better over time. The first incarnation was not ready, it felt too young. Letting it think again improved the behavior so the conversation could continue. It has sherry, yes, but with a more balanced formula than some sherry whiskies. In the end, it was fairly pleasant character who also had depth in it. What is also nice, that you get the smoke in there too, which tastes nicely at the finish.
I had tasted the Dark Origins earlier in a bar, and I wasn’t too impressed. But I had to re-taste this one, which was a good choice. In a good environment Dark Origins shows it’s more complex demeanors and shades and it justifies at least a portion of it’s price.
And the verdict would be? In my opinion, I’d choose 12 years old if I wanted a good price-quality efficient dram to taste. It is pure and clean. When you want something more special, somebody with a twist in it’s mind and a willingness to go dirty – then Dark Origins would emerge a more prominent choice (out of these two).
Tuesday, June 10, 2014
The goddess of Love makes an appearance as Highland Park Freya
While I was traveling at the faraway land, I found a oracle who pointed me to visit the Angle Terre’s pilgrimage in a strange country, where stories tell of polar bears walking on city streets! I found the country but I didn’t find the ice and bears – instead it was the early summer and a hot day. Not all stories can be trusted! I am glad it turned out this way.
I was able to get my second – now a more proper – tasting of Freya when I was there. The first time I tried it out was not a optimal situation – just a single sip after a big number of tastings. I am glad I got the chance.. by a act of luck.
The nose is deafening. It simply calls forward the nymphs and dryads of the green forest. It alters the mind and sends you to the another place and time. It is sweet and like a sap, the plant’s juice. Oak is present, but it does not rule the show.
The taste is enchanting, soft and lures you into more deep into the forest than you would normally go. It entangles you into it’s promises and havocs your sense of direction. When you hit your forehead onto oak, you are already lost. The second mouthful finds the more sharp tongue, thorns and the wild nature of this being. Soon, after soothing words and promises, it will soften and whispers you of the night.
Freya is the meeting of a loved one under the crescent moon, by a waterfall which sparkles the mystical pond next to it, surrounded by rocky shores and ancient trees. This is was a journey I enjoyed very much!