It was a sad day. Today was our last day at our loch locky apartment and we were all a little sad. We took a family photo on the balcony before getting in the car where my dad said ’onto bigger and better things’… whatever that means.
The weather was stunning once more as we drove north up the west coast of Loch Ness. Our first stop - at around 11am - was at Urquhart Castle. It was downhill but there was a lift. Urquhart castle is a ruin which overlooks the loch. It can be explored and both mum and dad took it in turns to climb all over it taking a lot of photos. The weather was glorious and the loch looked beautiful. So beautiful mum and dad decided to do a boat trip once finished at the castle. I was excited!
We returned to the car and ate lunch before driving to the boat stop. For some unknown reason you couldn’t buy a ticket from a human and instead dad spent 10 minutes in the car purchasing tickets on their website. It was okay … we had time. As the boat pulled out we were at the front on our own. There was no breeze at all and I thought that I might get sunburned. The view was stunning with mountains on each side of the lock and blue skies. There was hardly anyone on the boat.
One hour in we arrived back at the ferry point at Urquhart castle. As we docked dad could see a huge line of passengers waiting to board. As the boat had turned we noticed that there would be quite a breeze for the return journey. We therefore went inside and got a seat in the warm, near a huge window, before a hundred people embarked. As the boat was busy, and the return journey was going to be the same as the journey going I decided to fall asleep. It wasn’t that easy. The commentary all the way through the trip had been interesting, but loud.
We made it back to our car 2 hours after leaving. We all got in and made the short trip to Inverness.
The hotel was very nice. It felt very old … very Scottish in the 1800s. The Kingsmills Hotel had a golf course and leisure complex attached. We didn’t stay long. We headed to the snow goose for Sunday lunch. Andy was our waiter and he was rushed off his feet. He forgot my garlic bread but came running back with it. The meal was delicious.
Due to the fact that the meal took a while, we got back rather late. It didn’t matter; what a day! I wonder what tomorrow will bring.
Toodle pip!
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