early morning we wake to find ourselves waiting in Gatun Lake. Passengers on shore excursions are gone by 8.30 and will rejoin the ship on the Pacific side. It’s a sparkly day, clear skies and tropical colours. Canadian made tugs shepherd us to and from the locks. Red channel markers lead the way …
Costa Maya. My sketchbook seduced me with its smooth white pages, colour and size … but too much water warped the pages. Regardless, here are the drawings as they capture the jewel colours and the wonderful light following two dull cloudy days.
And that’s what journaling is really all about.
Costa Maya is a small tourist region in the municipality of Othón P. Blanco in the state of Quintana Roo, Mexico, with the Caribbean Sea to its east. We stayed on board, relaxing in the quiet of the ship.
Funsketching logos of other ships … then a long line of returning passengers to the ship — quick lines and splashes of colour easily capture them
Travel journals can record historic places, overnight stays and driving routes; they can also hold memories of personal significance, instantly recalling quiet moments.
Although I am not drawn to cruising, as a teenager in South America, I often travelled, with my father, on cargo ships as he was a Lloyd’s surveyor. So when a friend asked me to go on a short cruise, I was happy to help someone who really wanted to see the Panama Canal.
We sailed from Galveston, Texas and I couldn’t resist sketching the oil rig as it was my first time seeing one up close. (Our cabin was on the opposite of the ship from the dock)
Lacock Abbey in the village of Lacock, Wiltshire, England, was founded in 1232 by Ela, Countess of Salisbury, as a nunnery of the Augustinian order. It has fine medieval cloisters, sacristy, chapter house and monastic rooms of the Abbey, which have survived. Today the property is owned by the National Trust and open to the public. Website: https://www.nationaltrust.org.uk/lacock-abbey-fox-talbot-museum-and-village
This drive was in October, when the hedgerows were being trimmed. Driving through leafy tunnels where the shimmering light created a pointilism effect among the darkly silhouetted branches. There was twittering birdsong whenever we stopped.
Travelling back to England, we are in the magical colours of the Cotswolds, with their golden ochre stone building.
Best web page for an overview of this area is https://www.cotswolds.info