Hiker's Hut Apple Honey Gin
A captivating homage to New Zealand's alpine wilderness, our Hiker's Hut gin invites enthusiasts and newcomers alike on a sensory journey with each pour.
The experience begins with aromatic honey on the nose, welcoming you like shelter after mountain trails, followed by rich honeyed sweetness that envelops the palate. This balanced spirit unfolds with a hint of fresh apple bringing brightness before concluding with harmonious warming juniper, bright citrus, and elegant cardamom creating a refined finish.
Sophisticated yet unpretentious, our Hiker's Hut gin feels both comforting and adventurous, wherever enjoyed.
Curated Details
Every element of Hiker's Hut gin tells part of its story. Explore these features to uncover what makes this spirit unique.

Where Mountains Meet Memory
The essence of Hiker's Hut gin was born from the untamed wilderness of New Zealand's South Island. It was here, in a rustic shelter nestled high in the mountains, that Eve found herself sharing stories with fellow travellers. The crisp mountain air, the warmth of newfound friendship, and the simple pleasure of local apples and honey created a moment worth capturing.
This gin embodies the spirit of that evening when strangers became friends and the remote hut became home. The juniper evokes the piney forests surrounding the trails, whilst the sweet tartness of apple and smooth richness of honey mirror the perfect balance of adventure and comfort found at journey's end. Hiker's Hut isn't just a gin; it's an invitation to gather round, share your stories, and create connections that last beyond the trail.


The Hiker’s Hut Poem
The poem on each Hiker's Hut label captures the essence of Eve's experience in the Southern Alps. Each bottle features just one verse—a fragment of memory from those evenings when strangers became friends around the warmth of a mountain refuge.
Mountains breathe and rise,
like ethereal giants sleeping
beneath the earth,
snow shimmering on their peaks
stardust fallen
from the glittering night sky.
The sound of aqua ribbons
dancing in the water,
rivers whispering secrets
to the mountains,
and in their reveries, we hear
the truth of who we are.
In the warmth of the hut
we melt away time,
sharing stories and laughter
heard from outside,
where the mountain breeze gathers
our memories, held for next time.