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Published: April 16th 2011
In mid-March I found myself spending a whole day in the company of one of man’s greatest feats of engineering.
By “engineering”, I don’t simply mean “architecture” – although that’s not in any way to belittle the experience of wandering around Angkor Wat, walking along (and up and down) the Great Wall of China, imbibing the atmosphere at the Taj Mahal, or catching my breath at t...
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Paul Moody
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Magic day
I was there too that day, but in a small sail boat transiting from the carribean to the Pacific. Liz took some great pictures of us pensivly approaching the first set of locks. Its really daunting for a small vessel entering the cathedral size concrete box and having millions of bathtubs flowing up underneath the boat as the locks fill up. Once through the first set of gates we motored into the inland lakes and moored up for the night with the rain forest full of frog noises and fireflies surrounding us. The next morning we had a change of pilots (every boat has one for the passage)and spent most of the day criusing past amazing uninhabited island full of howling monkeys southbound to the next set of huge locks that take us out into the great Pacific ocean where the boat was to continue to New Zealand. yup! amazing experiance, they call it the eighth wonder of the world, certainly beats going around the gale ridden cape horn as they had to in sal boats of old. I really enjoyed your descriptive blog Liz. Keep it up.