Dinner at the Captains Table. |
The Star Breeze 200 Passengers in nice suites and mostly tiny ports. All landings by zodiac some wet and some dry. |
The zodiac |
Dry Landing |
Jon's packing secret. In checked luggage size 14 sandals holds a 2001 Brunello perfectly. |
My Travel buddy and best friend |
Valentine's dinner on deck |
Center staircase and we adhered to rule number 1 on a ship and never got in the elevator! |
Sports Bar in Costa Rica |
Monkey |
The Mangroves |
Birds |
Never saw the snakes and croc's Bahia Drake |
A strangler fig |
A bamboo clump |
This Mimosa is full of hummingbirds but there is no way to catch a photo. |
The garden beach. |
The bar |
Drink beer and check email and watch birds feed on chopped pineapple in a banana peel. Ahh! |
The suspension bridge. A bit rickety. |
Path goes up and up and up and then way down. It is 91degrees and humid. Plus there are very poisonous snakes. It is fun. |
Add caption |
Nice to have re-assurance we are on the right path. |
Success...the beach! |
Not very many souvenir shops or monster cruise ships. |
The beach barbeque had a local resident |
Panama City Back to civilization and the southern terminus of the canal. |
Gehry Biomuseo with the bridge of the Americas connecting North and South America in the background. |
A trip to the canopy by tram and climbing an observation tower. We have been to the Amazon and this did not compare. Oh well that is not fair to do much comparing. |
Indigenous tribe's village by the grace of Jon's great camera. It is barely visible to the naked eye from the tower. |
The Culabra Cut section of the Canal. |
Blue Jeans Frog |
Butterflies and if wings would be open the other side is iridescent blue. |
The canal
The donkeys that pull us through. Going North we discovered usually means passage at night so that was disappointing but we still did it. |
Entering the lock |
In the lock and it is easy to see the water mark we have to rise to. |
The gates open. They are the original gates and equipment from 1914 when it first opened. |
The next lock |
At the top and we sail out of the Milaflores Locks and into the Culabra cut. |
On coming traffic, they are close enough to see the buttons on their uniforms. |
Because we are a very small ship and so is this one, we went through all the locks together. |