It was never a particularly bright and zippy sort of IPA, going more for a serious orangey English thing. First time around I noted that the "sharp resinous bitterness" was the main feature, and it was my understanding that when hop-forward beers mature, the hop flavours and aromas die off but the bitterness remains. But this one has managed to lose its bitterness too. What I'm tasting here, almost four years on, is almost all malt: a powdery Ovaltine malt sweetness. What bitterness there is isn't really hop-related, it's more a kind of metallic aspirin tang with maybe the ghost of those jaffa oranges hovering in the background.
The lesson here is that it's true: lighter hoppy beers don't seem to age as well as the strong and dark. I wasn't a massive fan of this on its first appearance, but time has not been kind to it. Don't let your hops grow old.
