Gather ‘round, my friends, for a tale full of adventure and dare I say, magic? Our main quest was to lay a 21 year old travel regret to rest…
Our journey began on the isle of Mull, where we drove our noble steed “Fifi” the Fiat towards Loch Ness. By lunchtime we had reached our first stop, the burial site of Albus Dumbledore.
Next, we made our way to Glenfinnan where we joined 30 other “Potter Spotters” above the Glenfinnan Viaduct and awaited a steam train bound for platform 9-3/4.
We broke away from the rest of the trainspotting muggles and continued to our AirBnB in Kirkhill to rest our weary heads. In the morning, we would set out to right a travel wrong…
In the year twenty and O-three, a much less seasoned traveller known as “DawnB” ventured to these very same parts of Scotland. Though she was usually quite clever, one fateful day she made a foolish miscalculation. She squandered her daily budget on a tunic instead of paying for passage out into the murky waters of Loch Ness. It was said that a monster inhabited the deep dark waters and DawnB had always wondered if she could have spotted the elusive creature when so few could. This is something that has plagued her memory for 21 years.
The next morning after second breakfast we made our way to the town of Drumnadrochit where we had pre-arranged a voyage into the great loch. With some time to kill we wandered the town and came across some magical creatures.
The time had arrived. We met our boat captain who was a bit of an odd character. He spoke with a strange but charming diction. He tended to repeat the beginning of his sentence at the end of his sentence. For example, he told us, “It is going to be a great day on the Loch, it is.” Apparently they had to cancel the previous day’s sailings, they did, due to poor weather and rough conditions. We set off on the “Nessie Hunter”, bound and determined to find a monster.
We searched long and hard for a glimpse of the beast. However, our tour came to an end with us coming up empty handed. As we approached the dock, DawnO turned around to take one final shot of the Loch… the following picture has not been altered. We only recently discovered it as we were writing this blog. Here’s what she captured:
