Friday, August 9, 2013

Old Old Guardian

I never have denied that I'm a big fan of Stone Brewing's work. Over the past few years I've moved away from the absolute fanaticism I had for them, but that doesn't change the fact that I typically love what they're doing. Heck, you can take a look at my cellar (a work in progress. I still have a lot of databasing to do) to see that I'm definitely an acolyte.

My first trip to San Diego was in 2011, as I've mentioned before. In fact, it was my first trip to California at all. As soon as I was off of the plane and in my rental car I immediately set the GPS for Stone in Escondido, and wasn't disappointed by the trip. The Stone Brewing gardens are gorgeous and their the taproom/bistro is beautiful and busy. It was the perfect place to partake in my first taste of their 15th Anniversary Black IPA, not to mention a healthy pour of Bashah, one of my all-time favorite beers.

I have several Stone brews that have been sitting in the cellar for a while. Every once in a while I'll break one out and see how it's done as it ages.

The last time I opened an Old Guardian, it was a 2006 release that I brought out for an advance showing of Beer Hunter: The Movie that I hosted during Knoxville Craft Beer Week. To say I was disappointed was an understatement. It wasn't what I expected. It tasted like wood, was flat and was overall just not all that good. It had definitely gone beyond its prime.

So it was with trepidation that I grabbed the 2009 bottle I've had sitting in the back corner of the cooler since the 2012 Super Bowl. I had planned on doing somewhat of an incomplete vertical, but that never came of fruition, so I figured I'd try it .

As much as I was disappointed with the 2006, I was just as pleased with the 2009. The bottle says it was a "Limited Early 2009 Release." I don't remember how many bottles I bought. I know I have one bottle left after this one, and I'm glad I do.



I could see a fair amount of sediment in the bottom of the bottle, so was very careful not to disturb it as I took pictures and poured a glass. It poured a beautiful golden/ruby color, with a nice tan head that was about a finger's width. That head dissipated quickly but began leaving very nice lacing behind.

Sticking my nose down in the glass, I could smell malt, malt and more malt with a bit of booze, leather and hops backing it up. I was surprised to find any hop presence left 4 years after the bottle was pulled from the line, but it was definitely still there.

I detected the usual barleywine characteristics. Caramel. Brown sugar. Toffee. You know the routine.

As it sat in the glass I could see the bubbles rising very slowly, almost as if they were in a syrup instead of a beer. Lifting those bubbles (and their container, of course) up to my pie hole, I took a big ol' swig and swished it around in my mouth. As it rolled over the tongue there were two main sensations: Hops! It still had hop flavor! And booze. The warmth of the booziness of this glass of nectar could be felt all the way down my esophagus. Even 5 minutes after taking a healthy pull on the glass I could still feel that booze warmth.

At 11.3% ABV, the boozy nature didn't surprise me a lot, but most barleywines I've had tend to tone down quite a bit as they age, but I'm not sure this one did. It's 4 years old and still packs a wallop.

Letting my tongue rest, other flavors started poking their heads through the bitter booze. Fruit. Caramel. I still felt that resiny overtone throughout, but at least something else was trying to move up there to compete. I was left with a mildly laced glass and a sweet/bitter finale.

Mrs. Traveler's opinion: "It smelled good. It smelled very promising. It was just a little more sour than I expected. I could definitely drink more of it though. It's definitely better as it warms up."

That's a bunch of words by her, so I guess ultimately she liked it.

Overall it's a good bottle. I'm glad I have another one stashed, and will probably open it next year about this time to compare notes. I still have a 2006 as well, but I must admit I'm afraid to open it.