When I woke this morning and saw the clouds all I could think was "What way are we going to go? No idea, it's a Mist - ery!" Or "The views are going to be Gray-t"
Luckily the weather waited until later to turn truly awful but my puns started as they meant to go on. Though in fact it was mostly a day of me asking stupid things. "Midges bite?", "InverNESS is near Loch Ness?" Or "Nuclear reactors are an expensive option for aircraft carriers?" Sometimes I just don't think before speaking.
I feel there were two objectives to the day: Inverness and the Loch Ness Monster. Interestingly Inverness has Scotland's answer to the Severn Bridge.
Not much later Greg said that he had 2 weak knees. Unhelpfully I said fortnight knees are the worst. Sarah on the other hands had ibuprofen to hand. Unrelated picture:
So the part you have all been waiting for: The Loch Ness Monster. I saw it! If you look really carefully at the picture below you will see it. I'll be submitting my paper on the find to either the Royal Society or The Monster Raving Loony Party's annual conference layer this year.
In the early afternoon before lunch we summitted the "Col du Suidhe". Actually called suidhe viewpoint, which I think does the screaming in our legs a disservice.
Towards the end we: had a misunderstanding about the meaning of a "solid fart", giggled about the number of jeans I might have, toasted garlic bread in an in-and-out motion and made plans for a pastie eating then cycling competition where if you are sick your entry is void. Oh the joys of tour!
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