£140.00 inc UK VAT
Tin not included
ONLINE DISTILLERY EXCLUSIVE: Two parcels of alluring spirit were combined to create this Octomore 11.2. Distilled in the winter of 2014 from the 2013 harvest of 100% Scottish barley, our heavily peated Octomore spirit would take two different paths. Parcel One has spent 5 years full-term in ex-red wine casks from the Pauillac region of France. Parcel Two has spent 5 years in a combination of ex-American whiskey casks and ex-red wine casks from the St Julien region of France.
Bottled exclusively for the Laddie Shop, this edition is only available to purchase here and will not be stocked in retail stores.
Parcel One makes up 25% of the final composition. It was matured full term in ex-European oak casks, hailing from the Pauillac region of France. The winemaker is known to blend Cabernet Sauvignon, Merlot, Cabernet Franc and Petit Verdot varieties, and the casks therefore impart a strong influence on the final round and rich character of this 11.2 spirit.
Parcel Two makes up 75% of the final composition. It was first filled into ex-American oak before being transferred into casks from the St Julien region of France. It would mature in these exquisite ex-Cabernet Sauvignon wine barriques, known for their rich aromatic youthfulness, from May 2018 to January 2020. It would be married with Parcel One for the final months of its life.
CHARACTER – Round and rich, well balanced and well-aged in superb oak. A focus on the maturation to bring a wonderful combination of the fruit alongside the smoke.
AROMA – Rich Oak, dried fruit, citrus and smoke initially. Behind come maritime notes and sweet toasted oak and malt sugar. As the dram opens the dried sweet fruit comes to the fore, the dry Octomore smoke comes with it but overall, figs, dried apricot and cherry dominate.
TASTE – Superb texture, soft and gentle but holds the high strength perfectly, allowing the richness and complexity stand out. the rich French oak brings beautiful sweetness and structure, toasted nuts, oak sugar, chocolate and toffee, the dried fruit is again sweet and rich and alongside the citrus and honey notes a unique harmony develops. Then to mention the smoke, on the plate, it is held in check initially, but always has a presence in the back, dark and brooding, ready to come through on the finish.
FINISH – The finish is rubbery smoke, a little antiseptic and dry, in fact you can feel a little dryness on the palate now, the fruit notes fade and the smoke and oak head on, leaving a huge presence behind.
COLOUR – Copper.
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Octomore X is another whisky dimension. A parallel universe where the conventional laws of whisky wisdom cease to exist. It will be Islay but as you have never seen before.
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It started with our friend ‘Demolition Dave’ helping Duncan McGillivray and his gang to demolish the old Inverleven distillery – buying up all the old equipment for scrap and loading it onto barges on the Clyde. All so Duncan had some spares to keep Bruichladdich running in the days of No Money.
As this odd flotilla was being towed round the Mull of Kintyre and up to Islay, Laddie MD Mark Reynier received an email from the Defence Threat Reduction Agency (DTRA) in the USA who had been monitoring distillery webcams on the grounds that our processes could have been ‘tweaked’ to produce the dreaded WMD. ‘Weapons of Mass Destruction’.
Never one to allow the opportunity for a good story to pass him by, or to get his beloved distillery in the news, Reynier embellished the tale, which soon grew to involve spies and the CIA and visits by weapons inspectors. All of which made great headline-grabbing copy in the febrile media atmosphere then prevailing around WMD.
One of the stills from Inverleven was dutifully set up outside the old Victorian buildings, and became an iconic sight, with a pair of Duncan’s old wellie boots sticking out of the top to represent those weapons inspectors searching for dangerous chemicals deep in its copper bottomed interior.
A special bottling was commissioned (of course) and dubbed the ‘Whisky of Mass Distinction’ (geddit?) and much hilarity ensued. At least among the Laddies, the rest of the whisky industry having long since given up on the noisily irreverent rebels.
Things were about to get even more eccentric because, shortly afterwards, Islay fisherman John Baker was heading home to Port Ellen when he spotted something awash in the sea off the bow of his boat. Being a resourceful man, he attached a rope to said object and towed it into the pier where Gordon Currie lifted it out of the water. It proved to be a very beautiful yellow submarine.
Very conveniently, the yellow vessel had ‘Ministry of Defence’ and a telephone number stencilled on it, which was of course immediately called. What happened next was to become the stuff of legend. He was connected to the Royal Navy. “I have found your yellow submarine” said John. “We haven’t lost a yellow submarine” said the Navy. Which was an odd response as the evidence to the contrary was overwhelming.
John and Gordon then loaded the submarine onto a lorry and took it to a secret location in Port Ellen (actually fellow fisherman Harold Hastie’s back garden). The local newspaper was called, then the nationals, and the following day the red-tops were full of pictures of the two friends astride the lethal-looking machine, carrying fishing rods, and asking: “Has anybody lost a yellow submarine?”
Hilarious… unless you were the Royal Navy – who did eventually admit to it being theirs. HMS Blyth, the minesweeper that lost it, eventually came to pick it up, slipping into the pier at dawn to winch it aboard. By that time, Bruichladdich had (of course) commissioned another bottling, WMD2: The Yellow Submarine, and a box of lovely liquid was graciously offered, and accepted by the captain as a goodwill gesture.