Mr P, also known as Wookiee, arranged a tour today, to a couple of caves. In fact the only reason we are here in this part of Vietnam is to visit the Caves. I didn’t get at all excited when he told me of this plan. The sleeper train, the day out. I sort of glanced up and said “Whatever”, well not quite, but didn’t show as much enthusiasm as I might, if I’d known I was going to another world.
When my children were little we went to Wookey Hole in Cheddar Gorge. Whoopee NOT.
Sorry you Cheddar fans, but I can barely remember it. But I will never forget today. I would happily have pitched my tent and stayed a day or so, felt envious of the hard core cavers, of whom there are only 200 per annum, who spend a week in the largest cave in Asia, travelling the full 14km, not the 1km I did today.
Drop by drop of calcified water (don’t quote me on the science) and over millions of years you get this! And a Vietnamese Farmer saw a hole in the forest that led to this. Awesome. And I don’t use the word lightly.
My iPhone pictures do not do the cave justice. Nor the second cave we sailed into by Sampan. I’ll try and find a YouTube link to post at the end. It would be wrong of me to give you the impression that this was another Wookey Hole. Far from it.
Wookiee, you did good. Thank goodness for coupled up tourism. Never in a million years would I have seen this. This that has taken nature million of years to ‘grow’. Should be the 8th wonder of the world. Next time Mr P is organising a day out, I may pay a little more attention.