It is company policy to walk every day to our spring, our plants and to clarify our minds with this pure air. Now, to the top of the hill via the bog myrtle.
On the peaty peak, the water gathers before percolating though hundreds of metres of peat, sandstone and limestone.
And then back via the spring and the oldest junipers. This old lady is probably 400-500 years old – predating even gin itself!
The young cones take three years to mature from green nodules to mature purple. These will be turning to purple next year.