For a while, Cape Breton, where the Glenora distillery is, boasted more fluent Gaelic speakers than Scotland did. If you’re having breakfast in a restaurant on a Saturday mornings in Sydney, you’ll find that half of the kids are dressed up in tartans and ghillies - they’ll be going off to step dancing school later. For the other half, it’ll be fiddle school. Or hockey practice.
I visited Scotland years ago, and the visit included a distillery. The pace of life at that distillery was more like that in eastern Nova Scotia than in downtown Pittsburgh. If you’re ever in Glenville NS, the distillery ‘complex’ is a stunning sight, rising out of the hills and trees. It’s surprisingly beautiful, like so much of the landscape in Cape Breton.
Glenora is just a dozen or so clicks north and east of the Red Shoe Pub, where, I’m quite, quite sure, some of the Glenora staff have had a pint or two. And probably done a little stepping or played the fiddle.
Nope, this place (the region and the distillery) are the real thing.