Ach, the Highlands. You want to love them, don't you? I mean the Highland whiskies. If you've been to the geographical feature, I will assume you genuinely love that. If you don't love the glens and mountains of the Scottish Highlands, you should ask yourself some hard questions about your values, choices, and tastes. But the whiskies are harder to love, which is a shame because it would be lovely to pair a magnificent product with the magnificent landscape.
Why are they harder to love? First, let me back up a little and clarify something. The official division of Scotland into five whisky regions - Highlands, Lowlands, Speyside, Islay, and Campbelltown - is a bit daft. The so-called Highlands region is a grabbag covering an enormous and highly diverse area - basically any part of Scotland that is not in one of the other smaller, more coherent and homogenous regions. Consequently, many of our favourite whiskies, such as Oban, Highland Park, and Old Pulteney are technically Highland whiskies. So yes, we do "love the Highlands", but mostly just the coastal and island bits. At the Cabinet we consider this to be a separate region and intend to lobby the Scotch Whisky Association to correct their classification of regions.
The "Highlands" that we don't typically love are the whiskies from the actual hilly bits inland from the coast. This includes most Speysides, a region that was carved out of the Highland region in 1909 by the Report of the Royal Commission on Whisky and Other Potable Spirits. (I'm not making this up. There was an actual Royal Commission on whisky. God bless King Edward VII, who was by all accounts an enthusiastic imbiber.) When I write that we typically don't love them, I don't mean that we don't like them. We like many of them well enough. But there's a distance between love and like. And when you're spending upwards of a hundred dollars a bottle, you want to love what you're spending it on.
That's three full paragraphs to get me to the point where I tell the patient reader (thank you) that The Cabinet met last Thursday evening to take another look at the actual Highland whiskies in our stocks. This was prompted by my own recent journey to Scotland and tour of the Blair Athol distillery in Pitlochry. I truly enjoyed the tasting I did there. "Truly enjoyed" being somewhere between like and love.
With this in mind, we blew the dust off our Cardhu 12, Deveron 12, and Aberfeldy 12 (night of the 12 year olds!). We were disappointed. The Cardhu didn't even clear the "like" bar. The Deveron was acceptable, but just barely so. Only the Aberfeldy was liked. Then, with some trepidation, we opened the Blair Athol (another 12 year old...). We liked it a lot! This was a full-flavoured whisky with an enjoyable density and mouthfeel. I don't normally describe specific flavours because they are so subjective and often bullshitty, but perhaps there was some black pepper there. Anyway, a good solid whisky. Whew. So, what gives? On reflection, the key may be in the statement, "we blew the dust off". It's reasonable to assume that oxidation did no favours to these malts. Non-peated whiskies are more delicate and likely suffer more sitting half-empty for years.
Before I leave you to enjoy Ivan's photography, a quick note on whisky drinking in Scotland. I was in numerous bars, pubs, and other whisky serving establishments, and it was always presented neat in a Cairngorm glass. As the guide at Blair Athol said, putting ice in your whisky is like putting your bacon in the freezer before eating it.
Slainte!