View Of Port Klang From The Sea(Part One)
View Of Port Klang From The Sea(Part Two)
View Of Port Klang From The Sea(Part Three)
View Of Port Klang From The Sea(Part Four)
View Of Port Klang From The Sea(Part Five)
View Of Port Klang From The Sea(Part Six)
View Of Port Klang From The Sea(Part Seven)
View Of Port Klang From The Sea(Part Eight)
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Video Vlip of the journey of Port Klang View
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We cut our engine as we moved into the inner water protected by the liquid cargo jetty and let our boat drifted in our water. While we admired the setting sun peeping its way through the maze of pipes carrying dangerous cargoes to the ship.
Depending on how our boat drifted and the angle it presented us, the views it presented us of the pipes against the setting sun with the clouds overhead are different setting a different mood. Same situation, different angle, different views, different mood. Very much like life, won’t you think?
We go under the last section of the bridge to get to clear water and the end of this long jetty. At the left bottom of the picture, just above the water line you can see the gantry supporting the bulk unloader for dry cargo – mainly grains be it wheat, corn or soybean. Even raw sugar is handle there. We will come to that later. But that is the main waterfront of West Port. That is the Dry Bulk Terminal and beyond that is the container Terminal. We will be coming to them later in our travel.
As we come out under the bridge, we spied this Port Police boat lying anchor there bopping in the water. Luckily, there is no one on board or we may get a water summon for I don’t think we “should” be where we were. Not waiting to take any chance, we sped on.
Just further ahead, we saw the building of FFM Berhad, the largest flour mill in Malaysia. Those cylindrical structure you saw are wheat silos used for storing wheat. The beige building is the mill proper. And on top of the flour silo, rose a majestic flag flapping in the wind. Compare it against the size of the building and you have an idea of how large it is. If I’m not mistaken, it is the largest flag flown on a commercial building in Malaysia. It is now a landmark for those visiting West Port. See the flag and you know you’ve reached West Port and FFM of course.
Follow carefully the shoreline in the picture. At about one-third from the edge of the picture, there is a gentle curve which showed the inset through which we will be traveling in next.
We followed the channel of water through thick vegetations on either sides until we came to a clearing where the structures of FFM became clearer. There is no path further ahead and we ended in this large pool of water.
The water here was calm, away from the influence of the tide and waves and even the breeze as the trees blocked even that. Suddenly, every thing became quieter and calmer. It was as if we were suddenly thrust into another world.
We cut our engine again and the boat just sat smugly in the water. We took a break here in our own private world where only our voices were carried in the wind. Kurau took the opportunity to have a smoke. If I know how to handle a boat, I won’t mind driving it here and just lay there in the water away from all cares and worries. Whether that is a dream or illusion, it was dispelled as we have to move once again or the night will overtake us.
We turned the boat around and headed for this entrance to continue our journey… You can see in the picture where the calm and turbulent water meets.
And this boat went speeding by. You may be surprised at the great amount of activities going on. Try getting wet again. It is fun. If not for our cameras and that we need to continue with our work, we won’t mind getting wet ourselves that day.If you want a more exciting way to go to laguna Park, follow this crazy man.
He had been taking us under bridges all evening and laughed at us when we ducked. “Duck!” “Chicken!” “Duck!” “Chicken!” “Ha ha!” We would love to push him over but then who will ride the boat?
Oh oh! We spied another bridge over the water. Surely the clearance is too low to cross this time. But he sped on all the same. We said “Stop!” He laughed. Maybe we should really push him over.
Too late now. We ducked. “Chicken!”
The thought occurred to us what if we were sandwiched under the bridge under rising water, and we could not even flip over. Besides, we have no life jacket. Madness! Too late to regret. Crossed our fingers and ducked lower. “Chicken!”
Whether chicken or duck, si liao la.
We came to the last barrier and all three of us have to move to the front and rocked the boat to force the front of the boat under. Noted a little concern in the King’s voice – no time to gloat. We pushed under. What happen if we got stuck under? “If I get out of this alive, I’ll kill him myself.”
With a huge sigh of relief, we punched through. We made it!
Glanced to my right and saw the King lifting up his head. The King is also a duck! Ha ha…
Once through the other side, we sped away rocking the anchored boats with our waves.
Note how low the bridge is over the water. Only a madman will lead us through that way. 
But we are not out of the woods yet. We roared through the narrow waterway with dense trees on either sides. Some spots are quite shallow and we could got stuck or overturned by submerged branches.
The King had to stand up and navigate the river by memory and by signs of floating debris that tends to gather on the shallow end.
At the same time, it was a beautiful stretch and we even saw an eagle that flew away when it saw our ugly faces.
After several tense and exciting minutes, we managed to reach the open sea again. People fishing at Laguna Park viewed us with interests as it is not often they see people who left their brains at home.
There you have it. Laguna Park at sunset viewed from a speeding boat. You want to go there the exciting way? Contact JT Fishing Bazaar for a quote. 
A beautiful romantic place – one of the best kept secret of Port Klang.
The sun was setting as we sped on our way. We would love to stop and take a rest but our journey was not yet done. We have miles to go before we sleep, miles to go before we sleep….
