Water of Life – Seppeltsfield Road Distillers
With gin distilling having exploded in both demand and offerings and no end in sight when it comes to mushrooming, methinks we are nearing two hundred gin distilleries on terra australis.
It is always nice to come across a new one that adds new nuances when it comes to channelling their alchemy in the creation of bright, fresh, exciting, and delicious craft gins. – made with forbearance, assiduity, and the highest quality additives.
Incepted by the Durdins, i.e. a juniper-berry juice loving couple, and named after the picturesque, palm-lined stretch of road in the Barossa valley, Seppeltsfield Road Distillers have firmly established themselves on the firmament of premium gin crafters.
Merely two years after the release of its first emissions, Seppeltsfield Road Distillers are drowning in accolades and awards – both on national and international stages, so it was high time if their gins live up to the hype.
Now, for the uninitiated The Barossa Valley is one of the most renowned wine-producing regions in the Southern part of Australia, with shiraz being their pre-eminent grape variety. Needless to say, I was intrigued about what Seppeltsfield Road Distiller’s Shiraz gin was going to be like.
In a bid to create nuances of soft tannins resting on a backbone of complex and rich shiraz fruit flavours, macerated shiraz grapes are infused with hints of juniper, cinnamon and orange along with botanicals like starflower and lemon-limey cilantro.
Having tried and road-tested the Seppeltsfield Barossa Gin both in a Negroni, G & T and neat, I must say that it is an excellent sipper and dangerously more-ish.
I harbour a weak spot for distilleries that are committed to provenance and the way Seppeltsfield Road Distillers are distilling grape spirits and enhance them with idiosyncratic locally sourced botanicals is an example par excellence for not merely swimming fairway in the waves of the gin craze but take things to the next level not only with their gins but also their gear, with their still having been custom-made for their operations.
I cannot wait to visit and sample their Barossa Brandy.
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