John’s story begins at the river’s edge in Skibbereen, where the work of distilling meets the rhythm of a place that has always taken its time. Twenty-one years on, the same patience runs through every cask.
What follows is a conversation about craft — the cooperage, the warehouse, the long view. We talked over a glass of single-malt, in the warehouse where the air smells of toasted oak and sea salt. The transcript below has been lightly edited for length and clarity.
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