I'll make this brief. Imagine the saltiest trail mix you have ever had, left over a campfire for the duration of, let's say, half a week. This is what you get. Salt and smoke on the nose, followed by some nuttiness (pecans?), with dried cherries and plums presented themselves on the palate, with a (considering this being a Laphroaig) subdued presence of peat coating the sides of you tongue. The oak shows more prominence on the back-palate, and the finish, where the salt takes back over and the fruit comes back in as the smoke exits. Actually, that wasn't exactly brief at all... Dammit.