It was back in February that I gave a talk on the monster to the SSPR, a society founded by Glasgow University's Emeritus Professor of Astronomy, Archie Roy. Coincidentally, he taught me the mathematical delights of Celestial Mechanics many moons ago.  After the talk, I made my acquaintance with Sandy, a monster believer for years and one with a story to tell. He recounted his experience to me and was happy to email it to me for general dissemination. Without further ado, I present his story here.
My
 wife and I were staying at a B&B in Dores (The Pottery House) for 
the weekend in mid October 2010. I arranged to borrow a local residents 
canoe and, after a late start, we set off in perfectly calm weather to 
paddle a straight line from Dores village to Urquhart Bay. We have our 
own canoe in Glasgow so are quite experienced and the kind donor gave us
 life jackets etc.
We
 reached Urquhart Bay about 3:00pm and stopped for a rest and lunch. 
After exploring the area around the mouth of the river Enrick we decided
 to head back. At this point I realised that it would be dark before we 
reached our destination but, since the weather was perfect with hardly 
any breeze, we set off. 
It was a little cloudy but after we reached the middle of the loch it began raining and the sun had set. We carried on with me in the rear of the canoe and my wife in front. The rain stopped and the clouds broke up a bit. You could see the reflections of them in the water and it was quite beautiful.
It was a little cloudy but after we reached the middle of the loch it began raining and the sun had set. We carried on with me in the rear of the canoe and my wife in front. The rain stopped and the clouds broke up a bit. You could see the reflections of them in the water and it was quite beautiful.
About
 half way back I noticed a lighter patch in the water which I took for 
cloud reflection. My wife had stopped paddling to tell me about a 
difficult incident she had experienced in the past and was mid-story 
when I saw the light patch. We were passing close by the light patch 
soon after I spotted it. 
When
 I realised it was a fairly large thing right at the surface I was 
absolutely petrified; we were half a mile from the shore in the dark, 
slowly passing a large strange object in Loch Ness. I paddled like mad 
trying to get past it and away but it was too late to do anything but go
 right by it with only a couple of meters between it and the canoe. 
It
 was pale creamy white, round or oval in shape, domed, about 4 metres 
across and lying motionless right at the surface. It looked like a king 
size duvet without a cover seemingly with patches or stains and with an 
irregular edge that vanished into out of sight beneath the surface. It 
hardly broke the surface at all but just affected the water immediately 
above it, as though it was only submerged about 2cm.
It
 didn't move as we shot past as fast as possible and continued going as 
quickly as I could paddle so that my muscles were sore for days 
afterwards! I
 couldn't tell my wife as her story telling was the only thing keeping 
me going. As soon as we got back to dry land an hour or more later I 
told her about it.
Since Sandy is an accomplished artist, I asked him for a sketch of what he saw. I have no answer yet from him and so I publish the verbal account and may republish with the drawing as and when. Now, if only I had my quadcopter drone hovering over that scene! It would have provided some very nice footage that may have helped explain what Sandy saw.
There may be alternate explanations and doubtless people may suggest things such as algae bloom (in an oligotrophic lake?), mass suspension of pollen, floating garbage and so on. Though to me it sounds like Sandy was convinced it was more like something he did not want to go and explore. Having said that, a pale, creamy white Nessie is off the beaten track. I checked the record and perhaps five reports over 85 years could be described as some shade of white.
There may be alternate explanations and doubtless people may suggest things such as algae bloom (in an oligotrophic lake?), mass suspension of pollen, floating garbage and so on. Though to me it sounds like Sandy was convinced it was more like something he did not want to go and explore. Having said that, a pale, creamy white Nessie is off the beaten track. I checked the record and perhaps five reports over 85 years could be described as some shade of white.
I include in that list the Hugh Gray and Richard Preston photographs, the latter being more suspect that the former. How would one explain a pale Nessie? Undoubtedly species change their colour according to age, season, situation and so on. How would the species known as the Loch Ness Monster fit into that list? Five reports is not enough to detect a meaningful pattern over such a long time span and so we will just have to leave this one to the vicissitudes of speculation.
I put one of Sandy's drawings at the top of the article to demonstrate an extreme example of what an unsettling incident at Loch Ness would look like. Here is some more of his artwork below.
The author can be contacted at lochnesskelpie@gmail.com





