About 40 years ago I was driving round the loch with a friend. It was very early morning, around 06:30 early September. The sun had only just risen, but the light was clear, casting some shadows in the odd places.
As we rounded a bend close to some rocks we could not believe our eyes. There in front of us to the right, by the rocks was a long 20-30 foot slimy, scaly beast, curling and thrashing around. It was long and snake-like, dark brown to a drab olive, very muscular like an anaconda, but flatish rather than round. Blood was dripping out of its nostrils and mouth which was partly open. It was then we realised it was a giant eel and its mouth was open in some pain.
All this was happening in a short space of 2-3 seconds and my instinct was to stop the car, so hitting the brakes we came to a shuddering halt. The head of this beast was thrashing around and hit the car bonnet spraying blood against the windscreen. It was then that we noticed this giant eel was actually in the long broad mouth of another creature - Nessie!
Oh my fucking god, I said. I wanted to say it with a slight Scottish twist, but to be honest humour was not going to be my main focus of that morning. "Och, mae fucking god" I mused as the real beast cut the body of the eel in two with a scissor snap of its jaws. Eel livers, heart and lungs slopped onto the road right next to my window. then its head landed on the car roof as we watched its last blinks of life ebb away from its eyes through the transparency of the sunroof.
At that moment another car approached from the opposite direction. The larger creature thrust its neck and head out towards it, seizing the vehicle in its jaws before crushing it down to a height of about 60 centimetres. At that point, I stuck the car into reverse and accelerated backwards as fast as I could. Then we got a full glimpse of the real Nessie. Standing about 80-90 feet tall, with a yellowy skin and platelets of armour (more like a rhinoceros than a dinosaur), it looked truly terrifying. The beast started moving towards us and with a final acceleration backwards the eel's bloody head slipped off the car roof, slid down the bonnet and rolled into the road. As Nessie was moving towards us with jaws outstretched to bite us into a thousand pieces, it tripped on the eel head and stubbed its toe really hard on the tarmac road.
The last we saw was Nessie hobbling towards the water with one foot up, clearly in pain looking for the sanctuary of the cool water. When we got back to the local town we headed straight to the police station to file a report. It was shut though.