The tangle o' the Isles

Sure by Tummel and Loch Rannoch and Lochaber I will go
By heather tracks wi' heaven in their wiles.
If it's thinkin' in your inner heart the braggart's in my step
You've never smelled the tangle o' the Isles.
Oh the far Cuillins are puttin' love on me
As step I wi' my cromach to the Isles.

This is the highly odorous tangle on Calgary beach on the Isle of Mull where the Talpas are trying to recharge their batteries.