You can’t go to Scotland without having a look at Loch Ness. So we did.
I found a good boat ride with Gordon, born and raised there and living at the shore of Loch Ness. His boat lays at the pier a few meters further down. I don’t think he “needs” to work, but he seems to enjoy taking us tourists on his lake. He tells the stories around the lake, how he was there as a young boy when a water speed record was attempted in 1952 with a not so good ending, how come it is so difficult to see through the lake waters with the peak, about Boleskine House and how it mysteriously burnt down – being related with satan you know, how an airplane from the war was found after 40 years and how it was so well preserved as the sun couldn’t reach it at the bottom, how the whole Nessie was a hoax but how the skippers keep track of strange movements… and there are regular movements and sightings visible on sonar which they can’t explain. Guess to me it would be logical that in such a massive and deep lake some larger water creatures could evolve.
Yes, a lot of mystery surrounding the lake, but that doesn’t translate into pictures…. I found it hard to take interesting pictures – cloudy day, very dark water, little variance in colour, not many distinct features. The ducks were cool and persistent. And Gordon was great of course.