Time stands still in Bialowieza, Poland’s last remaining primeval forest. So still, the snap of a twig alerts the native Konik to gather and gallop at great speed through the ancient forest. Sure-footed on their time-worn path, their shimmering tails brush and blend with the silver birch, stirring up the pure air of this enchanted place.

Each bottle is filled and labeled by hand and signed by the Master of the Cellar. To ensure the integrity of Konik's Tail, all the grains coming to the distillery are furnished with a unique lot number so the grain can be traced back to the farmer's field and the source of the seed.