Via Carn Dearg, Mam Ban [whoa-ho Black Betty..] and exit via Sgor Choinnich. Party starty 4 o' crock back at the ranch, youtube DJ, a little light headbanging and Jenny's roast, complete with turnip-cream [no masher but the blender wazzed the neeps to a tangy puree that went well with the rest of the intact dinner].
