I would agree with malky that Oban An Stac is pretty good, and Suileag Suilven. Below, Suilven from the bothy. My only regret was that SOMEONE had taken the book of Norman McCaig verse that was mentioned in the bothy book as having been there lat year, so I had to wait until I got home to find this
Climbing Suilven by Norman MacCaigI nod and nod to my own shadow and thrust
A mountain down and down.
Between my feet a loch shines in the brown,
It's silver paper crinkled and edged with rust.
My lungs say No;
But down and down this treadmill hill must go.
Parishes dwindle. But my parish is
This stone, that tuft, this stone
And the cramped quarters of my flesh and bone.
I claw that tall horizon down to this;
And suddenly
My shadow jumps huge miles away from me.
On a more prosaic level, if you want a flushing toilet, Ben Dronaig is for you, plus of course, Ben Dronaig or Cheesecake et al (sorry purists, I know it isn't called that)