The color is of that beautiful caramel that must give the impression of a whisky with an important aging, while as you surely know, it indicates instead what they really used to make it so. By nearing your nose to the glass (and not by diving in it!), the saline and oceanic scents expected from Bowmore arrive immediately, accompanied by peat (gentle and non-aggressive), chocolate and a little butter. A sweet and peaceful aroma, where the typical Islay smoke caresses you more than punching you in the face. The sweetness remains on the palate, always accompanied by well-present smoke and ocean salinity, all well blended but somewhat boring. The drink is without flicker, a pimp whiskey that wants to please everyone, without pressing on any key. Pleasant, of course, but not exactly memorable. And in fact, after drinking, the scents do not accompany you for long: sweet smoke, a pinch of salinity, which escape after a short time as if they were in a hurry to go elsewhere.