Nor here

But then, other than souvenirs in stores, there is no real indication that Nessie exists. Of note, some of the “historical claims” resulting from first the 1934 picture of Nessie which was debunked over 40 years later with a claim that the Nessie was made of rags and plastic are totally bunk since the type of plastic even remotely usable for such a thing wasn’t developed, much less available at the time. Rubber tire? Possible, but not plastic. (rubber, rope, toy submarine, etc, but not plastic).

In any case, the story is fun, a lot of time and effort have gone into it. Actually, I would rather have a Loch Ness Monster than many other things in our current world.

But let us first back up a bit. Leaving  the hotel in Ballachulish we drove from the Glencoe area toward Inverness. Our first stop was a small town along one of the main canals (note – build the Caledonia Canal

(60 miles long and 28 locks) to connect the North & Irish Seas and also to bring goods from the interior to the port, finish them just about the time that the railway goes in. We wandered the town for lunch, watched three pleasure (rental boats) come down the locks, the road swing open to let the boats through

then got back on board.

There was a stop at the Commando Memorial. Not for just the early battles, but with recent additions to include those killed in Afghanistan.

The bus finally arrived along Loch Ness where we toured Urquhart Castle.

Unlike the previous two castles, this one is in ruins. There was the usual gift shop, a film that could be watched. Most of the signage seemed to be geared toward age 12/international audiences. The stone work was amazing with being able to explore some portions of the castle ruins.

From there, it was catch a ferry

down a portion of Loch Ness where we were treated to yet another gift shop before boarding the bus to the hotel. Dinner provided at the hotel. Let me just leave you with – the meals have been edible. Basic fare, cooked thoroughly. Desert tonight? That was good.

We are only here the one night.

About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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