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Not to be confused with the Queen of The He-Brides.

I first met David Wood on a rather brisk night on Islay back in summer 2005. We both happened to be staying for the night at the Bruichladdich accommodation and one of the first utterances he sent my way, laden with the dead weight of a solid northern English accent, was: “Alright Angus, d’you wanna try our bottlings?” Now normally I might have been taken aback by such a sentence but this was Islay and here the context of any conversation surrenders itself so easily to the lurking subject of whisky. So I just grinned stupidly and said “Wow! You do your own bottlings? Brilliant!” Five minutes later I was tucking into a 35yo Strathisla, following somewhat unwisely on the heels of a mind-blowing 12yo Laphroaig.

David Wood, the brains behind the small but inimitable Queen Of The Moorlands Whisky co.

The Queen Of The Moorlands is the name given to the whisky part of the Leek based business The Wine Shop. Its a small, independent wine and spirits merchants run by David and his wife Leonie, David takes care of Whisky and beer and Leonie handles the monolith that is Wine. Its a set up that has worked well for them and for their customers as they seem to go from strength to strength every year. Not hung up by setbacks but not crazily ambitious either, it is a small company that clearly grows slowly on a solid foundation of understanding and passion. The whisky bottlings started life as something different for them to offer their customers, they already had a large range of whiskies and it seemed the next logical step up. However the way they did it was not particularly ‘by the book’.

Bruichladdich 1991. QOTM. Edition XX. 70cl. 52.8%.

Colour: gold with a touch of green.

Nose: Fresh, invigorating, lively, classic Bruichladdich. Lots of green fruits and coastal interplay. Some sweet spicy vanilla from the bourbon but still quite aromatic and interesting. Quite a pungent wee Bruichladdich, lots of oiliness and brine. With water there are some beautiful floral aromas, wet pebbles on a shore, water seems to make it even fresher.

Palate: Initially its sweet cereals, vanilla and camphor oil, then it becomes quickly drying and salty. Citrus and greengages with some big chewy spice notes. I sense this may need some water. With water its all olive oil and buttered toast, more green fruit hanging around in the background and still quite fat and oily. There is also a lovely fragrant, lanolin soap character after a while.

Finish: Long and suddenly quite peppery with a lovely polished aftertaste and a final briny prickle.

Comments: Shame they’ve given up doing this kind of bottling at Bruichladdich these days.

Score: 88/100

The Earl Grey inn, a sadly departed Jewel in the crown of Staffordshire.

If the above image does not fill you with visions of concrete urinals, walls of old whisky boxes and an elderly woman grumpily watching trashy British saturday night television while fortifying herself with Gin and cigarettes then I think it is safe to say, you never visited the Earl Grey Inn. This, now tragically closed establishment, was an eccentricity of epic proportions. To walk inside you would be enveloped into a windowless rainbow of grey and yellow, a world of ancient whisky boxes stacked high up walls that puckered under the stains of decades. You would be led in across a carpet untainted by cleaning products, an aged relic that wore the grease of a thousand familiar footsteps, the wreckage of spilt pints and half sucked cigarettes with grotty pride. Here you could order mystery pints from unlabeled beer taps that would fill your glass with an earth liquid like some frothy Bovril tribute band. Here you could have shots of old Macallan 25yo for £2 then relieve yourself after in the concrete mezzanine that lay out back past further ancient cardboard mazes. Truly a place to drink. It was here that the first Queen Of The Moorlands bottlings were selected by Dave and his friends and customers. Not the usual way these things are done but then its fitting considering that these are often pretty special whiskies. I attended one of these sessions back in 2006 and I must admit it was wonderful. There was none of the usual hooha that goes along with these kind of selection sessions, no brightly lit clean rooms with white surfaces, water jugs, tasting notepads and spittoons. Here was a hole at the back of the pub lit with candles, in worrying proximity to thirty year old cardboard boxes, and a decrepit 40 watt corner lamp. Here were pints, drams and northerners. This was something different, something joyous, and I think that same spirit of fun has never left these bottlings.

Glenglassaugh 1984. QOTM. Edition VII. 70cl. 53.8%.

Colour: Mahogany

Nose: There is plenty of sherry character but it is quite soft and not overpowering, instead it lets quite a lot of elegant fruit character come through. There are some gunflints and earthiness but it is more on forest mulch and wet leaves rather than off notes, it provides a little muscle I feel. Its very well balanced with the sherry, it wears its strength quite lightly, there is almost no nose prickle. More notes of sultanas, aged brandy and tobacco, then some figs and fresh banana bread with a lovely hint of walnuts and maple syrup. Water seems to magnify its forest flora and leafy characters, just like that earthy fresh smell when you walk through the woods after heavy rain. Delicate rancio and spice aromas also.

Palate: The palate is still quite soft but the sherry is a little more apparent and tannic now, some more lovely nutty characters, hazelnuts and pecans. Its surprisingly clean really, I was expecting some sulphur but I really can’t find any. Its just on the brink of too heavy for me but it treads the line so delicately that I find it really quite entertaining. More fig rolls and syrupy characters, now comes lots of dark chocolate, like a sponge cake or something. Lets see how it swims. More soft fruitiness, old pipe tobacco, dry and delicate spiciness with a little walnut oil. Some quite determined notes of aged balsamico and more meatiness than when neat.

Finish: Long, clean and retaining that moreish flinty stewed fruity combo, still has lovely poise.

Comments: Its been a long time since I tried this whisky and its much better than I remember. I really like how it just wavers on the line of being too chunky and heavy and every time you think its going to topple over it moves back and throws something fresh at you. I think its really classy stuff and the best Glenglassaugh I’ve had in a long time.

Score: 89/100

David likes to pour his drams in arty black and white in order to lend his whiskies a certain aura of decadence.

Despite the Earl Grey being closed now (rip) David is still busy traveling around the north of England and frequently to Scotland, promoting his Whiskies. He has one of the healthiest attitudes to whisky I’ve ever encountered in a merchant in that he has genuine passion but without any clouding sense of snobbery attached. If you happen to visit his stand at one one of the many shows in England at which he exhibits or attend one of his terminally laid back tastings, you will be encouraged not only to try many delicious drams but also to contribute to, ask and opine about what you are drinking. David’s strength has always been to let the whiskies do the talking first and foremost, he believes in education and face to face contact with his customers and this attitude of honest and straight talking has kept him and his whiskies on safe ground. If you get a chance to visit his shop it is well worth it, just as it is if you take the time to meet him and sample his wares on one of his regular pilgrimages to Islay, especially during the festival when he is the only independent bottler to provide a festival bottling.

One of David's finest finds, the infamous 'Blacksmith's Bowmore'.

Bowmore 1991. QOTM. Edition XVIII. 70cl. 57.7%. Fresh Sherry Hoggie.

Colour: Amber

Nose: Its striking how this resembles a completely different older style of Bowmore than the stuff that preceded it by only a couple of years or so. Its so clean and fresh with some gorgeous, understated tropical fruits. The sherry is present but its so fruity and light, it has completely integrated itself with the house style of the distillery. Really coastal and vibrant, light citrus, fresh oysters, brine, tar and fishnets, just lovely. Some beautiful peat oils also, the nose is amazingly soft and outspoken for the strength. Now orange blossom and marmalade with yet more fruit, guavas and mangos, amazingly there is also still a hint of malt under all that, a dusty, smoky maltiness. After a while it becomes slightly mentholated as well. Water makes the nose brighter, fresher and more mentholated.

Palate: Stupendously oily and mouth-coating. Its almost like nothing happens for a few seconds and then BANG! All that fruit and peat is all over the place. Was this really distilled after 1974? More immense coastal character, I’m almost afraid to add water to this, lets wait. The size of the whisky seems to mask the level of alcohol, this is really what Islay whisky is about to me, the intensity of flavour but also the balance and complexity, the way it dances between peat and fruit like this, just heartwarming. Now it becomes very tarry and mentholated with lots of smoky salty flavours. There are flavours of kippers, olive oil, hessian, paraffin and something sharp like lemon juice and gooseberries. Lets try water now, just a drip. More fresh coastal flavours and a really gentle thread of green fruit. It also becomes earthier and the peat takes on a rooty, dense quality, its still really oily. This swims very well, water softens it but doesn’t diminish its beauty at all.

Finish: Very long. Leaves you trying to scrape the peat oil off the roof of your mouth with you tongue. Gently drying and tropical with more sinus clearing menthol traces.

Comments: If ever there was an example of how much Bowmore improved in the early nineties then this is it. I really love it. Well done Bowmore and well done Dave and co for bottling it. I think I might have to actually find and buy a bottle of this one, I’m imagining it after thirty years of bottle aging.

Score: 91/100

David presents his wares at one of his annual Islay festival tastings.

The whiskies that I’ve selected for tasting in this post, as you might guess from my rather enthusiastic tasting notes above, are some of my favourite Queen Of The Moorlands bottlings. They are not all as glorious as the ones I am fortunate enough to have here but they are, in my opinion, some of the most consistent releases by any independent bottler. The thing that marks them as special is that they are not an essential part of David and Leonie’s business, David has done nearly 40 different bottlings in the last few years but for every ten bottlings chosen he rejects hundreds of samples. This is one of the hallmarks of consistently interesting and delicious bottlings, freedom. The freedom to say no is so important and is so often forgotten when it comes to independent bottlers. There are several companies who’s main source of income is independent bottlings of whisky. If they happen upon the opportunity to buy a cask of Brora or Port Ellen for example then they will more than likely bottle it because it will sell on the strength of the distillery name alone, regardless of the actual quality of the whisky. I won’t share with you the list of whiskies Dave has rejected but it contains some names and ages that might baffle other bottlers. Having the freedom and the strength to say no is often the greatest of assets to an independent bottler, you can taste as much when you try Dave’s whiskies.

The 1998 Laphroaig aka: The Beast!

Laphroaig 1998/2007. QOTM. Edition XXIII. 287 bottles. 70cl. 55.3%.

Colour: white wine.

Nose: A big peat trough. Very peaty, ashy, lemony and iodiney(?) just like all these excellent young, modern Laphroaigs. Very austere and minerally, lots of coastal aromas, oysters and lemon juice, crab meat, wet pebbles, seaweed. Then there are the classic Laphroaig medicine notes, lots of mercurochrome, iodine, tcp and germoline, it really reeks of hospitals. Water reveals a little more floral white fruit character but it is still filled with medicine and a really deft oiliness. Freshly ground sea salt and vinaigrette.

Palate: It really is wonderful to see the house style laid so straight and bare like this, there is almost no wood on display at all, a hint of sweetness and vanilla but its only fleeting. The rest is bandages, oil boiler sheds, raw peat, bonfire smoke, gentian root and sharp lemon juice. This is a very big and bold young Laphroaig, I imagine this is what you might get if you distilled the carpet from The Earl Grey. With water there is again a little touch of white fruit and more saline vinegar characters but on the whole its remarkably stable, perhaps a little fresher and free than when neat. Some smoked haddock and cullen skink flavours after a while with some mashy cooked veg elements as well. A meal of a dram, pass the knife and fork!

Finish: Quite long and with lots of turfy, wet peat and medicinal seaweed lurking about.

Comments: I love this young, naked style of Laphroaig and thankfully, like Bowmore, there are plenty of them around these days. Its not the most complex of drams but everything is so profoundly delivered and intense that it more than makes up for it.

Score: 90/100

I case you're wondering, the Gaelic on the stencil means "Its not easy". Take from that what you will.

Dave’s whiskies are not particularly widespread in their availability, this is certainly deliberate to an extent as he wants to focus the majority of sales through his own business. If you’re looking for them then the latest releases can be found on David and Leonie’s website and there is also a nice little back catalogue here at whisky online. There are also usually quite a few of Dave’s peatier offerings floating about the Islay Whisky shop if you find yourself in Bowmore of an afternoon. The most important thing is that you try them if you get the opportunity as they are exceptional, worthwhile and consistent whiskies. They are about a passion for whisky, a sense of fun and enjoyment and they don’t take themselves too seriously, an attitude we could all do well to remember from time to time. Lets finish with one of my favourites (well it is my blog after all). Queen Of The Moorlands 1982 Caol Ila for the 2008 Islay festival.

The 1982, sadly there were only 60 bottles of this glorious old sea monster.

Caol Ila 1982/2008. QOTM. Edition XXVI. 70cl. 61.9%. Bottle 22 of 60.

Colour: Gold

Nose: Hot and appley at first, stewed apples with custard and lots of smoked tea (early grey). The alcohol tones itself down after a few moments and it suddenly burst into full on Caol Ila mode. Its just so typical of Caol Ila from the early eighties, its almost impossible to find a bad one from 82 or 83. Green, grassy and laden with candied fruit, greengages, toffee apples, plum jam and pear liqueur. It becomes coastal and medicinal in equal measure after a little while with really lean saline and germoline aromas, there is also something farmy and oily about the nose, like a well oiled engine in a barn (oh dear lord!). With water its like a smoked ham with honey and eucalyptus notes coming through as well. Even more briny and salty now.

Palate: Pow! So that’s where all the alcohol was hiding, quite sweet at first with all the peppery heat but it also brings some absolutely delicious peat oils and more drying medicine. A little bit of a chocolate orange as well, anyway lets add a wee dash of water…now we’re back to tea only this time its green. More green fruit flavours, lashings of them in fact. Another drop of water and its still going, just keeps on engaging every part of the palate. This Caol Ila dances with water like a flying fish. Its really green but so intense and aromatic, it becomes kind of herbacious now but still very salty and invigorating. This is one of those whiskies that you could pour over for hours. Ok enough tasting notes, you get it by now.

Finish: Very very long. No teeth brushing for me tonight.

Comments: Ok I feel the need to reiterate, not all of Dave’s bottlings are this good, we’re not in Italy in the eighties (sadly). There has been a little bit of cherry picking on my part for this post but I wanted to give you an example of how good these whiskies can be. This Caol Ila and the Bowmore in particular are probably two of the best examples, there was also the long gone Strathisla and THIS Laphroaig that are up on the same level. But really you should try some of these bottlings for yourself, they are brilliant. Sadly this Caol Ila is a miniscule bottling of only 60 bottles so inevitably its just as frustrating as it is beautiful. Still, there’ll always be another beautiful dram somewhere down the line, after all that’s what keeps us all going isn’t it?

Score: 91/100

Ardbeg circa may 2010, not much different to circa may 2005 really.

My first festival on Islay was 2005, I had visited the island back in 2004 for the first time and been understandably very taken with the place. I remember visiting Ardbeg for the first time in September and tasting a 1976 single sherry cask that they had bottled for the festival back in June, there were 504 bottles and I was impressed they had nearly sold them all within a few months. It was going for about £160, I remember thinking that was pretty expensive at the time but as soon as I tasted it…well, you’ve heard it all before.

Sampling six different unforgettable 1990 refill-barrels. One of the many joys of working at Ardbeg.

When I returned in May 2005, this time to work for the summer, Ardbeg had two festival bottlings, a 1975 ex-fino and a 75 ex-oloroso, both hogsheads, both exquisite whisky, both £190. This was in honour of the Cuban theme that year, remember the military coo, the false moustaches, the bandoliers with miniatures, the food, the epic tours. It was not an experience you forget in a hurry, it was Islay and it was fantastic. I met people in that first week during the festival that have become great friends, I learned more than I thought possible about whisky and I count myself fortunate to have been there. My experiences on Islay have rippled out through my life and led me to many other great friends and experiences.

Ardbeg 'tache' finish.

The last Islay festival is still fresh in the memory ending as it did only a few weeks ago. I wasn’t there for the whole week but I saw a fair bit of the Island and the other distilleries, things I hadn’t normally managed to do in previous years. I had a great time, I tasted some incredible whiskies, I saw some great friends, there was sunshine, wonderful food, great music, it was Islay but there was also something else. There were mutterings, you start to hear these stories about ques at four in the morning for festival bottlings, you hear fleeting grumbles about prices and unfairness. You hear snapshot blether but you ignore it, its just part of the hubbub of a festival. Then you start to see them, massive ques of people outside Lagavulin, some people that were new to the festival didn’t even know what they were queuing for. Whole sherry butts bottled specially for the festival selling out in hours. Then you eventually get the impression that you’re not in a festival anymore that you’re an observer looking in on a mechanised process of bottle selling, a controlled and targeted mass exchange between producer and consumer. These products are then processed through the next levels, some will join collections, a few consumed and many will be placed in the jaws of ebay, the beast that guzzles limited bottlings as soon as they are release and promptly spits them back out at new price levels.

One of our escapades from last year's festival, an Ardbeg that failed to make it to ebay. Now that's a real Ardbeg Supernova!

Now Islay is fine if you don’t bother with the festival bottlings, I gave up a long time ago, it’s a game I can’t afford to play and I’m often fortunate enough to taste most of them anyway. Its just that people are coming to play the bottle game these days, they dive headlong into the whirligig. And the companies know this all too well, just look at the prices rise and rise every year. Its understandable, its profit, single casks are not always financially sensible to produce but for some the prices are now becoming daft. Ardbeg’s ‘people’ were originally planning to sell this years 15yo festival cask for £220, only an intervention from the distillery staff themselves got it down to £120, still ruinously expensive for a 15yo whisky. Bowmore’s 25yo limited to 100 bottles for £300 or thereabouts had people queuing from four in the morning to get into the distillery. Then you hear the people who don’t get bottles grumbling, the people who have come for years, the locals, the retailers, the regulars, there’s more disappointment year after year and it breeds bad vibes through the whisky world.

Some say the festival is just pants these days.

The cumulative effect is the dawning realisation that its not really about the music or the whisky, its not about Islay or the people that live there and the visitors who flock there, it is just about turning bottles into money. Its just another extension of the industry at large. I stayed at Lagavulin hall with some very good friends and it felt like we were conducting our own festival, tucked away from the madness outside. We ventured out and bought some bottlings but it was always a source of frustration, never of joy, it led to standing in queues lamenting the prices and reminiscing the long gone days of the 2002 festival.

Standing in line for bottles at Caol Ila. Nae joy.

However for all the moaning and the criticising it must be remembered that these are things out-with the control of distillery staff. They are people just doing their jobs and they take a hell of a lot of flack over it. They have to put a face to these prices and it reduces their enjoyment of the festival too. It should also be remembered that the distilleries do put on a good show, Ardbeg, for all its ridiculous prices, still raises a lot of money for charity on its festival day as it has always done. Laphroaig remains the only distillery to put out a widely available, reasonably priced festival bottling that is in the spirit of inclusion and fairness, Cairdeas being a very apt name. I didn’t rate this years Laphroaig bottling as one of their best but it was top by far in terms of price and availability. It was on offer all week, people could buy a few bottles, sit down outside, crack one open and share it with their compadres. There were no daft queues, no squabbles, no bitching about someone who got more than the regulation 1 bottle per person. It was as a festival bottling should be.

Well done Laphroaig. The master edition goes exceptionally well with Actimel yoghurt drinks.

The island is still a vibrant place to be, it is after all Islay and no amount of overpriced nonsense bottlings and bad feeling can take that away. There are still those dazzling, deserted beaches, places where you can stand amongst a thousand different breezes and feel part of the endlessness of nature. There are still the silent evenings, the aching stillness of summer nights. You can dive into the cold brilliant blue of the Atlantic and come out breathless beneath the heavy afternoon sun. There is still the laughter of whisky-fuelled nights and the froth of music that bubbles in and out of every corner.  These are the things that stick in my mind when I think of Islay, its easy to get distracted by the endless festival bottling madness, its pissed a lot of people off and justly so but it needn’t be this way. How many festival bottlings do we really need? We know they probably taste good, we can try many similar whiskies, the sheer quantity of independent bottlings these days is mind boggling. There will always be something new and amazing to taste, or to sell if that’s your thing. If you’re genuine about whisky then why not reclaim the festival, lets boycott the distillery bottlings, lets make the Islay whisky festival the biggest BYOB whisky fest in the world. Everyone next year just bring a few amazing bottles to open and we’ll all just hang out play music enjoy the Island and share these great whiskies with our friends. It really works, that’s what we do every year now and we have a much better time for it.

BYOB-1. Festival Bottlings-nil.

The Islay festival’s engine does not run on money just yet but you can sadly feel it spluttering with the wrong type of fuel. In the end these bottles are the prices they are because there are enough people willing to pay them. We all lament the old days, it would be great if, just in the spirit of the festival, having a passion for whisky, for sharing and fairness, the distilleries could produce larger bottlings at prices we could all afford. But that is just a pipe dream, it won’t happen and we all know it. So maybe we could just make things better ourselves by not being so bothered with these bottlings, they’re frustrating and daft why let them spoil an otherwise great week of whisky, music and friendship. We have the power to change this ourselves by not indulging in overpriced gibberish, by choosing to have a good time without yet another single cask Caol Ila or Bunnahabhain. Yes this process of ever more expensive bottles has been damaging but it is only as damaging as we allow it to be.

Surely this is what the festival is really about...?

Havent uploaded any new tasting notes since last week so I thought I’d have a go at the recent Laphroaig festival bottling, the so called Cairdeas ‘Master Edition’. The less said about that name the better in my book. I last tried this bottling on Islay a couple of weeks ago with some ‘crazy Belgians‘, I remember we weren’t too impressed considering the fruity wonder pixie that was last years 12yo Cairdeas. So lets have another go at it now. This year the label states that the whisky comes from casks aged 11 to 19 years.

Laphroaig Cairdeas Master Edition. 2010. 70cl. 57.3%

Colour: Very pale, dull straw.

Nose: Not much happens at first, its hot, ashy and alcoholic. zzzzz…after a few minutes it perks up a bit and we get some oysters and lemon juice, wet seashore aromas and a little flutter of burnt acrylic. Its not without its charm but this is a very closed and austere Laphroaig. Quite a difficult style really. There are some pleasant citrus notes but the peat seems to just manifest itself as very dry, ashy and smoky. It becomes quite bitter after a while. With water…not much development really, the peat is perhaps a little more pronounced but its still very straight and closed. More bitterness.

Palate: Neat it is quite aggressive with the alcohol bringing plenty heat along for the ride. This Laphroaig is doing its best to be difficult. The palate is very concise with the nose, virtually the same profile in many ways. Some lovely minerality and the dryness is quite refreshing in a modern Laphroaig but it doesn’t quite compensate for the fact that there isn’t a lot else going on. With water: again not much development which I suppose is more consistency with the nose. Perhaps a little more medicinal after some time in glass, finally that Laphroaig iodine comes through.

Finish: Medium length but still with lots of that bitter ashiness hanging around.

Comments: Ho hum. I find this whisky very frustrating. For me its like an old school Laphroaig with all the fruitiness sucked out of it. Its interesting and quite heart warming to taste modern Laphroaig that hasn’t been molly coddled in boring old first fill bourbon barrels its whole life but this is just a little to…uncomplicated for lack of a better word. I think the cask selection could have been better, especially considering how good we all know this style of Laphroaig can be. Having said all that its not without its charms and in my humble opinion it still deserves:

84/100

note: pics to follow as soon as I get round to emptying all the photos from Islay off my camera.