Best described as “muscular.” Triple Barrel is like that buddy you have from back home named Ry-Ry, Big John or Bonesaw, or something like that... he’s usually quiet, drinks Bud Light and wears the same dirty baseball cap everyday. He doesn’t start fights, he ends them. WTB is the best of opposing worlds. This bourbon is beaten into submission by oak 2x4s, but the oakiness itself is too scared to show up or make too much noise. It’s a bourbon winking at you dressed up as scotch. The Ardbeg influence is dreamy. The color is enthusiastically leather. American leather, not Italian. Feels, tastes, smells like a catchers mitt. This is an experience. Not for everyone, but has SOMETHING for everyone. This will unite scotch and bourbon drinkers, either for or against. Maybe in the future I’ll pick out notes. Time being, I’m enjoying this.