Caol Ila - distilled 1975 - 21y - bottled 04.1997
21y Rare Malts – 61,3%
scores:
whiskybase – 90/152 (wb3437)
malt maniacs - --
serge valentin - 87
our own rating: see below
Nose: Citrus at first, some fuels and smokiness coming threw, lots of oiliness, fire oil barrels, but also shortbread and a fruity side (mango, flowers and banana), a pinch of salt.
Palate: Starts of with floral sweetness before it explodes into smoke. Fresh and oily! Fantastic !! Slightly grassy citrus and lemongrass in the background. Sweet creamy and honey comes out when the smoke dies out.
Finish: Great balance with smoke, sweetness and citrus.
Conclusion: Of the about 70 Caol Ila's I have tasted so far, this is one of the top "poor man's Port Ellen".
Final score: 91/100.
And the rating of Serge on whiskyfun:
Caol Ila 21 yo 1975 (61.3%, OB, Rare Malts, +/-1996) Wasn’t this one the very first Caol Ila within this legendary series? To be honest, some were close to bottled rocket fuel, but that was one of their many charms. Let’s see if this baby’s as extreme as some of its sisters, while remembering that this should come from the very first batches after the distillery had been expanded/rebuilt… Colour: straw/gold. Nose: probably a bit closed, especially after the wonderful trio that we just tried. A feeling of smoked apples, perhaps some cigarette smoke, perhaps some tincture of iodine. But careful, it will pierce your nostrils, so to speak. The alcohol is extremely powerful and even aggressive. So, with water: this feeling of wine vinegar again, limejuice, damp gravel, fresh concrete, chlorine, iodine, earth… It is brutal. Imagine the bridegroom, circa 1995, “honey, I bought a new bottle of whisky to celebrate, let’s open it!” Why don’t marriages last, they ask… Mouth (neat): huge, and yet totally compact. Medicinal alcohol and limoncello, plus some lemongrass, perhaps, and some extra strong mints (perhaps). Fisherman’s Friends. Frankly, it is too strong, you just cannot enjoy it just like that, even while watching the most breathtaking Korean horror movie. With water: we tamed it, and we’re quite proud. Fish oil, paraffin, almonds, ink, plastic, chilli… Finish: extremely long, on smoky concentrated lemon juice. Comments: a total beast. You don’t taste it, you fight it tooth and nail – and it leaves you exhausted and bloodless. I’m so glad it was our last whisky today. Goin’ to bed now… SGP:565 - 87 points.