Whisky had brought me to the Hebrides, !!!

an archipelago with two parts: the Inner Hebrides, about 70 islands slung around Scotland’s southwestern coast, and the Outer Hebrides, more than 100 islands extending westward and northward toward Scandinavia. . .

Mere words can barely describe the mysterious landscape of rocks and sea that make up the Scottish Hebrides, though that hasn’t stopped generations of writers from trying. Edgar Allan Poe wrote of trees that “palpitate like the chill seas around the misty Hebrides.” Charlotte Brontë invoked a poem describing the Atlantic surge that “pours in among the stormy Hebrides.” George Orwell, who sequestered himself on the Isle of Jura to write “1984,” called his craggy redoubt “extremely un-get-at-able.” >>>

https://www.nytimes.com/2025/09/17/travel/scotland-hebrides-skye.html