Aroma of rice husk, forest floor, campfire.
The deep age of this tea results in a flavor profile that’s so deeply incorporated that it’s hard to pick out specifics. There’s some wood in there, but it’s mellow and lingers almost imperceptibly. There’s a touch of camphor somewhere in the woods, near the campfire where you hung up your soaking leather boots to dry. You’re drinking tea still—which some shou pu`erhs forget. The bush is still there in this one though, with a slight astringency after the rest of the warm camp fades from mind. Relaxed feelings devoid of urgency. Overall this is maybe my favorite Shu to date. Who knows where it comes from? I don’t care. Give me more.
Flavors: Campfire, Leather, Tea, Wheat, Wood