Seasonal Expressions (Third Crop)

Sowing Edition (Third Crop)

Matured in 100% ex-Bourbon barrels, this release is inspired by Spring, when we sow the seed for the year's barley crop.

Our Third Crop of Sowing highlights the aromatics associated with distilling in the colder months.

Details: 46% ABV / 700ml
Nose: Almonds, rose petals
Palate: White pepper, apple blossom, crisp pear
Finish: Freshly cut grass, warm hay

Harvest Edition (Third Crop)

Matured in Port, Bourbon & Oloroso Sherry casks, this release is inspired by our annual barley harvest on Lochlea Farm.

A delicious dessert dram packed full of summer flavours.

Details: 46% ABV / 700ml
Nose: Strawberry jam, clotted cream
Palate: White chocolate, freshly baked apple pie
Finish: Beautifully balanced with a hint of black pepper

Fallow Edition (Third Crop)

Matured in 100% first-fill Oloroso Sherry butts, this release is inspired by the season of autumn on the farm, when the fields rest after a busy harvest.

Warm, comforting and perfect for the cooler autumnal months.

Details: 46% ABV / 700ml
Nose: Cooked apples, sweet medjool dates
Palate: Freshly baked malted bread, Manuka honey
Finish: Rich buttery sandalwood oils, mixed peppercorns

Ploughing Edition (Third Crop)

Ploughing Edition (Third Crop) is inspired by the cold winters we experience here on the West Coast of Scotland.

Our signature Lochlea spirit has been matured in Ex-Islay peated casks. This liquid amplifies the smoky and coastal flavours we’ve come to expect from these casks & is also one year older than our 2023 release. The powerful peated casks and extra ageing combine to produce our smokiest whisky released to date.

Details: 46% ABV / 700ml
Nose: Fresh green apple, sweet toffee and comforting notes of signature Lochlea cereal/td>
Palate: More fresh fruit, giving way to wonderful savoury smoke and malted biscuits/td>
Finish: Moreish fresh coastal notes of sea salt and a long lingering hint of peat

“The flowery Spring leads sunny Summer, and yellow Autumn presses near, then in his turn comes gloomy Winter, til smiling Spring again appear.”

Robert Burns