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Mount Gay Rum

1703 Old Cask Selection


As a loyal son of the West Indies,  a nose for good rum is an  inheritance  I will forever cherish.  And it’s gift that I’ve put to good use. Guatemalan, Haitian, Trinidadian, Dominican—I’ve sipped some of the best  liquid  sugar cane  the Atlantic constellation has to offer. So I can say without  a trace of hyperbole and with more  experience  than any man should have:  Mount  Gay 1703 Old Cask Selection is easily one of the finest rums on the planet.  As we all know when searching for quality spirits,  it always pays to return to the source.  Well when it comes to rum, Mt. Gay’s Barbados distillery is the source—over 300 years of tradition  form the bedrock  of it’s unparalleled pedigree. Enshrined in the lore of sailors and statesmen ,  Mount Gay rum is Barbados’ national  treasure. And the Old Cask Selection is  the most recent  addition to this legacy of golden sugar cane fields, pearl waters  and an aptitude for spiritual perfection. Blended from Mount Gay’s premier reserves  and aged from 10-30 years, the Old Cask boasts notes of stewed fruit and mellow spices while releasing  an aromatic bouquet of oak and leather.  As sterling to the eye as it is smooth to the palate,  for any rum enthusiast Old Cask should be today’s new jewel. 

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