About a month ago I received an email from a sergeant in Iraq to review this cigar. Before I start the review, I’d like to thank you, SGT Scott, and your brave brothers and sisters for all of your efforts. You make all of us here at CIHQ extremely proud and we hope you all return safely and swiftly.
Prior to reviewing this cigar, I checked Cigar Aficionado to see what they thought. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t shocked by the ratings I saw. I’ve had the Camacho Triple Maduro several times and I’ve talked to countless enthusiasts who burn it routinely....and based on what I know and hear, these ratings do not justify the cigar....at all. The Triple Maduro is not turning the industry upside down, but an ‘84’ it is not. Heck, I’d go as far as disagreeing with the ‘88’ I saw. Let me explain....
Camacho Triple Maduro is noted as being the first ever triple maduro cigar. In other words, every leaf in this cigar is of the maduro variety: wrapper, binder, and filler. First, it’s important to know that a maduro is not a type of leaf. Rather, it is a condition of the leaf that is achieved after extensive fermentation. The longer a tobacco leaf ferments, the darker, oilier, and smoother it becomes. Each of the maduro tobaccos used to create the Camacho Triple Maduro is grown in Honduras, making it a Honduran puro to boot. The actual types of tobacco are unknown, but I think it’s a safe bet that there are a wide variety of different leaves used in order to achieve a complex and balanced cigar that isn’t overwhelming. After all, a cigar rolled with just one type of leaf would probably be pretty boring and one dimensional, eh?
Anyway, let’s discuss the smoke itself. Each size is a beast. No vitola maintains a lower ring than 50, and even the 50 looks chunky due to the pitch black wrapper. I chose the 4.5” x 50. The pre-light aroma has some spice, some barnyard, and some of that sweet maduro smell. Upon lighting, my palate becomes consumed by heavy notes of toast and black tobacco flavors. I’m talking rich, toasty, almost meaty flavors. There was some spice at play, but just a faint trace. What really got me was the amount of smoke. Holy....distant memories of fraternity parties equipped with fog machines came back to me all too quickly. Fortunately, the warm, charcoal aroma is much more pleasant than stale Milwaukee's Best.
If you haven’t noticed the strength of this cigar by the time you hit the midway point, pat yourself on the back. It’s pretty powerful. Not potent, but mild-bodied fans beware. During the burn I picked up some really enjoyable nuances. Black coffee....unsweetened cocoa....even a little bit of toasted wood – sometimes it’s oaky, sometimes it’s sweet and cedary. All the while, that deep core of black tobacco flavors remains a focal point. This is Camacho Triple Maduro from here on out. A rich, bold cigar smacking the palate with a variety of flavors that somehow shows no signs of harshness. An impressive display of blending talent by the Eiroa family. Not an ‘84’ in my book.
Trust your palate. That’s all I can say. Let others say whatever they want about a cigar, but let your personal palate be the judge. If you’ve been wanting to try this cigar, don’t let an ‘84’ rating get in your way. Likewise, don’t let my ‘90’ lead you to believe you’re going to like it. If you want to try it, go for it, and keep your mind open while you burn it.