Ahh, Clynelish. The enigma of the northeast coast. A single malt whose waxy character — and it does smell of snuffed candles — is highly prized by blenders. This is a palate whisky, the nose almost shy and muted: glints of citrus and jellied fruits, notes of ozone/spiciness and stem ginger. It’s on the tongue that it comes into its own: clinging, strangely savory, lightly sweet, juicily fruity. Enigmatic indeed. (DB, Summer-2012)

Fruity. Like a short walk around some impressive scenery, this starts with a whiff of peat that's joined by heather, honey, peach and pear on the nose. In the mouth the rich fruit and honey turns to a nutty character that extends onto the medium finish, ending with a snap of peat. (Jack Bettridge, Owen Dugan)