Hello
I’m the Loch Ness Monster and I went on a boat adventure with Moira and Mike. Moira and Mike were excited to take me because the big Loch Ness Monster who lives in Loch Ness is a bit of a legend, which means no one really knows if it’s real or not. Well, I’m a Loch Ness monster and I exist! In fact, I managed to bump into a lot of my cousins!
And a more distant member of the family, an orange Nessie
Family reunion over, we decided we should head to the boat. Problem was, we’d forgotten where to go! Thankfully, an old and wise member of the Loch Ness clan was around to be able to give us directions
We eventually got to the boat, although we had to stop and ask a seagull which one was ours. But he was a bit rude and just laughed at us, and said we didn’t seem like the boating types and looked more like land lubbers instead.
Maybe he missed the fact that I’ve got the word ‘monster’ in my name so could eat him as a snack if I wanted to, but we decided to take the moral high ground, ignore him and climb on our boat.
We had a look around and found our cabin, or berth as it’s called on a boat
Usually I sleep *in* the water, so I wasn’t sure what to make of sleeping *on* the water. But the bed was pretty comfortable! I had a look at our itinerary…
… and then we had to go to a safety briefing so that we knew what to do if the boat started sinking.
Well, I knew what I would be doing, I’d be swimming! I don’t need a life jacket! Everyone else would though.
I tried to show how I was most definitely not a ‘land lubber’ by offering to drive the boat, since our captain hadn’t arrived yet. But as I was just trying to persuade people that it was a good idea, the captain and crew arrived!
We headed inside for a drink, which this barman made for us.
He told us all about the things we might see on our trip. He half suggested we might see the real Loch Ness monster but couldn’t guarantee it. Scottish people are very friendly, so friendly we made friends with everyone else on board!
And here’s mike and Moira!
Then a bloke in a skirt turned up.
I didn’t think men wore skirts?! He turned out to be a senior member of staff and said that a) anyone can wear a skirt and b) his skirt wasn’t called a skirt, it was a kilt, which is a traditional Scottish piece of clothing. He said maybe I’d seen it worn by people who played bagpipes. Ahhh yes, I remembered now. Those instruments tended to make me dive to the bottom of the lake to avoid the noise!
We spent a few days cruising on water before heading back to where we started. We saw lots of pretty scenery, but no sign of the real Loch Ness monster!
I had a great time meeting new friends (except the sea gull!) and being on the water rather than in it. Thank you very much to mike and Moira for taking me! I’m looking forward to sharing my adventure with my new friend.