We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
They sent us a packing list for our upcoming hiking expedition in the Outer Hebrides, between Scotland and Iceland, where it is chilly with some rain almost daily in June. Wilderness Scotland. Hiking poles? You betcha. It's rocky hills and marshy dells for 6-7 hour daily marches. If the daily reward is a little whiskey, I am game.
Mrs. BD has a thing about remote islands. Always has. And I am a pretty good sport even though generally I am more content working than traveling: Happy wife, happy life.
Few people live out there anymore. Those with any sense came to America generations ago. So did Trump's mother, who was a poor girl from Stornoway
There is nothing Godforsaken about the Hebrides. If anything they are especially blessed by God. Wonderful people, fantastic rich history and breathtaking scenery. I'm always stuck by the relative empty spaces where you might not see another person all day. Being from Florida were happy with the cool, drizzly weather and fragrant turf fires in the evening.
These days the single malt is pretty much fake. Mostly distilled in Edinburgh or even England then shipped back to the distillers for sale to tourist. The peat flavor now comes out of a lab rather than from peat smoke. Finally, if you have to bring whiskey home with you wait until you get to Heathrow and buy it from one of the shops there. It's cheaper, duty free and the airlines don't charge for it.
I see JJM has already flagged the critical flaw in your message. When in Scotland (and environs) you will sip whisky, not whiskey. And, contrary to Frp's warning, I'm pretty sure all the pricier Islay malts are peaty from the source. Regrettably, the duty-free at Heathrow doesn't see fit to market the very best of the Islays - I've never yet seen Lagavulin and Caol Ila among the offerings.