Mackinlay’s Shackleton Whisky – The Journey

August 1907. The ship Nimrod sailed forth from Torquay, England, carrying essential supplies and nails-hard explorers, heading towards one of the coldest places on the planet. More importantly they travelled with a great many cases of whisky to drink. The Nimrod Expedition, as it became known, reconvened in New Zealand, and in January 1908 the explorers made their way from there towards the Antarctic. The leader of this expedition was Ernest Shackleton, one of the greatest Britons of the 20th Century, and one of the most famous polar explorers the world has ever known.

Ernest Shackleton and crewThe team of explorers established a base at Cape Royds. You can even have a look around there thanks to Google Maps (looks pretty cosy to me). From there Shackleton and a smaller team ventured out to smash a few exploration records and forge tales of heroism that would see them become national heroes. They placed a Union Jack, which had been given to him by the Royal Family, within 100 miles of the South Pole – this was a new record for the Farthest South latitude. They also discovered the approximate location of the South Magnetic Pole, and promptly plunged another Union Jack into it. Afterwards, these insanely brave men left to claim their share of fame in Blighty. But they left behind many crates of whisky…

Sometime 2007. When the New Zealand Antarctic Heritage Trust was engaged in conservation work around Shackleton’s Cape Royds base camp, they discovered those forgotten crates of whisky, one of which was promptly unthawed to reveal bottles emblazoned with “Mackinlay’s Rare Old Highland Malt”. The bottles were recovered, preserved perfectly for over 100 years. In 2011 three of the recovered bottles made their way to Scotland where they were flipped on an online auction site for scientific analysis. They eventually found their way under the nose of Richard Paterson, lord master blender at Whyte & Mackay, who were the original owners of the Mackinlay brand.

Paterson then did something audacious. Using stocks of whisky that have become legend, and whose records are kept only as arcane magical glyphs in a secret underground vault at Whyte & Mackay, Paterson set about recreating the whiskies. That first whisky was launched as ‘The Discovery’ and a second attempt, using the same base whiskies, was called The Journey edition.

Within the Journey edition is rare cask of Glen Mhor, a distillery which was demolished in the 80s, as well as some heavily peated Dalmore (good god!). There’s also Glenfarclas, Mannochmore, Tamnavulin, Ben Nevis, Aultmore, Fettercairn, Pulteney and Jura.

MacKinlay's Shackleton 'The Journey'Colour: a lovely glittering gold. Blonde. On the nose: just sublime butterscotch and peat. Fresh oranges and sherry. Soft cream cheese. Brine with some citrus notes. Lots going on.

In the mouth: viscous texture, a full mouth of campfires. That initial sweetness on the nose doesn’t quite show through: instead we have more nutty, biscuity (somewhere between Digestives and Malted Milks). Then come notes of dark syrup, and pecan pie, a little yeasty in places, and back for another blow of peat smoke. It keeps on giving, and almost changes with every mouthful. Very warming, peppery, woody. This is just a delicious plum whisky. Earnest: how could you leave this behind? At just over £100 a bottle, I actually think this is worth the expense.

It’s also unique, so far as I can tell. There’s nothing that strikes me as being close to this, which is perhaps why it was such a standout at the Midlands Whisky Festival when I tried it there. All I can think of, towards the end of this rather long post, is: imagine you were buggering off to the Antarctic for a year, and you had to decide one type of whisky to take with you. What would you take? It’s sort of the whisky drinker’s version of Desert Island Discs, what with whisky working better in cold weather, n’all. (Caol Ila Feis Ile 2013, would be my choice, by the way.)

A decade or so after the famous Nimrod Expedition, in what became known as the Shackleton–Rowett Expedition, Ernest Shackleton suffered a heart attack. He refused treatment, but like all proper British explorers, he carried on regardless. As the story goes, the next day Shackleton summoned Alexander Macklin, the expedition’s physician, to complain of his discomfort. According to Macklin, the physician had often suggested he should try to “lead a more regular life”.

Shackleton asked him: “You are always wanting me to give up things, what is it I ought to give up?”

“Chiefly alcohol, Boss,” the physician replied.

A few moments later, Shackleton suffered a fatal heart attack.


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