The spirit of Octomore has been defying logic for over fifteen years. The “what if” moment that once seemed almost absurd has progressively morphed into something endlessly alluring. It begat liquid like no other, an elusive collection, the stuff of legend.
Now, suddenly, there are eight. Led by the structural brilliance of 08.1, we can pause at this symbolic moment to enjoy a single malt masterclass. The experimental ethos, the muscular quality, is still very much to the fore, but there is enlightenment now, a sure-footed confidence. 08.1 is the necessary benchmark, the launch pad from which others can only follow. Here is our first encounter with the colossal numbers, and the epiphany that follows the cork being lifted. Are the numbers a distraction? For it appears there is to be no ordeal by fire, no unbearable assault on the senses. 08.1 reveals the astonishing subtlety of our phenolic universe, leading us along a pathway into a world like no other.
Initiation brings provocation. All of the opulent spirit in 08.2 spent the first six years of its life in one of three different styles of wine cask. French Mourvedre – a red wine grape that has a reputation for producing intense red fruit, and strong, earthy, even gamey flavours. Austrian sweet wines – full bodied and charming with an ability to challenge convention with innovative techniques. French Sauternes – casks from the Graves section in Bordeaux that previously held some of the most revered and exclusive dessert wines the world has ever seen. All the above were second fill casks which had calmed the wood perfectly in preparation for a longer maturation with the mighty Octomore before being aced into fresh Amarone casks for a period of two years before bottling.