Does anybody else hate flying? The process used to be fairly simple and straightforward. Now it's an exercise in patience.
Visiting the Blue Glove Brigade at Dulles Airport wasn't too bad as I made it through security in about 20 mins. Since I had an hour to burn, I met up with two flying companions for a beer and light meal before the flight. Ok, no problem so far.
Flight gets called and we wait........wait.......wait......we finally board and wait......wait.....wait.....we taxi to the runway and wait.....wait.....wait. Our wheels up time was about the same time we were supposed to be landing in Louisville. I killed time on the plane reading through every page of an Imbibe magazine. My first time reading through this particular periodical and I'm not impressed. Lots of advo's and not enough content.
We finally arrive at the hotel around 9:00 and check-in. The hotel has always treated us well and provides a small meeting room for us to set up our bourbon table and have a place to socialize. It was good seeing familiar faces as well as new members.
Fun kick-off evening with my very enjoyable pours consisting of Elijah Craig Cask Strength; not too sweet, big profile of barrel notes and semi bitter chocolate, moderate heat. I actually liked this more than I thought I would. Next up Wild Turkey Russell's Reserve 10 year 101; a favorite of mine....nuff said. Following the Wild Turkey a dusty Fighting Cock 103; very tasty, viscous and wish I had some of my own. Fourth pour was a 1970 Old Fitzgerald Prime 7 year; how I wish they made bourbon like this today....oh well, a highlight of the evening with that classic Stitzel Weller Toffeenut and Cherries. For the last pour of the evening, we grabbed a dusty ND Old Grand Dad 86 proof and retired to the patio for an evening cigar. About 8 of us ended up outside in the brisk evening smoking cigars, picking on each other and sipping some good old school bourbon.
Tomorrow 9:00 we'll be at Cox Creek tasting through Four Roses.