Something lurks within its deep, blue watery depths.
There are sightings of a creature. A creature with the neck of a plant eating dinosaur and the body of small whale. Reports of this animal began in the mid thirties and have been reported as recently as 2011. The world knows this creature as the Loch Ness Monster.
My trip to Loch Ness (Lake Ness) began with a train ride to Inverness from the ghostly, coastal city of St. Andrews. Undeniably, it was the most breathtaking train ride of my life. The train twisted and turned through the snow covered mountains. Looking through the window reminded me of a charcoal drawing. The black, dead vegetation contrasted sharply with the bright white of the snow. In just three hours I found myself in the capital of the Highlands—Inverness.
After checking in at the hostel, I walked along the River Ness and meandered through the city. I really wanted to see the famous Loch Ness though. A couple hours later I got my chance.
I spot a large, grey tour bus on the side of the road. For a second I hesitate. Then I go up and knock. A heavy set man, with a thick Scottish accent cheerfully opens the door. He tells me he is going to Loch Ness, the Urquhart Castle and the Loch Ness Center. I clamber aboard the empty bus gratefully. A young German couple and a youthful French man get on at the following stop.
We drive on the narrow, two lane road up the mountain and Loch Ness comes into view. The blue water stretches to a distant, jagged mountain range. Loch Ness is the largest body of fresh water in all of Britain. The tour guide tells us a few facts about the Jacobites, the supporters of King James VII who invaded long ago. I try to focus, but my mind is on the splendor of the lake and my nose is pressed against the glass.
It’s not until I am standing outside near the ruins of the Urquhart Castle that I realize the strength of the wind. My hair whips against my face. Small, white caps cover the lake. My eyes travel across the choppy water.
Then I see it.
The German couple spot it.
The French guy gestures at it.
We point without need, and reach for our cameras frantically. It is a once in a lifetime shot. There is a beautiful rainbow that stretches seemingly from the heavens to the pristine blue waters of Loch Ness with a piece of weaponry from the castle. They say the Germans have a word for everything, but my German companions are wordless. So am I for that matter. Not even a glimpse of the monster of the deep can compare to this sight!