ROARK X SONGS OF THE SCUTTLED
The road to Roark's heart passes through Scotland. It wasn't the famed rock formations of Skye, glorious North Sea reefs or slopes of Glencoe that moved our wayward souls. Nor did the history, color, ale and music sway our compass cometh Fall. It was the Highway Whiskey Trail the summoned us as the artery to each of Scotland's precious organs.