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Gidday folks, thanks ever so much for following along. We continue our look at Phi Suea Samut Fort. This fort's origins go back to the reign of King Rama I in the late 18th Century, but its rebuild into its current condition was undertaken under the order of King Rama V. During both the Great War and WW2, both this and the fort at Chulachomklao were kept at a state of readiness and troops were stationed at these sites. During WW2 there was construction on site of buildings for munitions stockpiling, but we are looking at the original 19th Century construction here. This is the fort's rearmost defensive wall constructed of bricks, concrete covering and earth. I'm pretty certain the shrubbery ("A Shrubbery!") is post military use decoration.
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Looking toward the entrance to the three gun emplacements in the natural brick, and the semi-circular construction to house them and the munitions bunkers. Note also the covers over the gun emplacements, a post decommissioning modification.
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From the right to left: Gun No.3. During the Pak Nam Incident on 13 July 1893 this fort was put into action to prevent egress up the Chao Phraya River by French gunboats. As recorded previously, the gun fire was muddled and without discipline, but did result in the running aground of a French steamer charging up the river with the gun boats.
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Gun No.2. Although the disappearing gun crews managed an impressive barrage, because their fall of shot was largely aimless, a large amount of ammunition was wasted. Ten out of ten for enthusiasm, one out of ten for effectiveness.
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Gun No.1. The result of the two gunboats joining the one already moored off Bangkok led to the ceding of nearly one third of Siamese territories in what became known as French Indochina and it sent the Siamese into a state of utter humiliation. As previously mentioned, it was the intervention of everyone's favourite global Empire the British to negotiate a peace, once again, for its own benefit as Siam was a major British trading partner in the region.
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Standing on top of the ramparts. Note the air intakes.
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The guns from above, a view not always offered. It gives a sense of the bulk of the installation and what it took to operate these things. Gun No.3.
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Gun No.2.
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Gun No.1.
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The seaward end of the fort looking back over the ramparts.
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Looking toward the big bunkers and fort entrance, with its rear wall to the right.
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A monument to King Rama V, His Majesty King Chulalongkorn overlooking the river toward Pak Nam on the far bank.
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The Chao Phraya River looking toward the river mouth and the location of the Chulachomklao fort on the right side of the river. Bangkok City is behind us on the opposite bank facing south. Today you can catch a water taxi from Pak Nam Pier to Phi Samut Chedi Pier and walk to the fort. Pak Nam is one stop further on the Sukhumvit Line of the BTS Skytrain from the naval museum we visited on the first day of my trip.
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Back across the islet and the Phiboonsri Bridge to the lovely temple next to the car park where my driver was waiting.
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Lovely dragon architecture.
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Back in the car for the return drive to Bangkok City, more than an hour away by car. We crossed these ginormous bridges spanning the Chao Phraya River downstream of the city. Visible in the distance is the Rama IX Bridge toll road and its enormous golden towers.
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For the next two and a half hours we were stuck in traffic. I'm not sure whether it was because my driver got lost or simply because of the sheer volume of traffic, but in the end I got out of the taxi from sheer desperation to make my own way back to my hotel. Turns out I didn't have to go far, it was within walking distance from where I got out. I had had enough and spent the rest of the afternoon in the hotel, swimming in that delicious pool and relaxing. It had been a looooong day and I was pooped.
That night I prepared for my next day's adventurising. I had booked a tour to Kanchanaburi, which is some two and a half to three hours' drive north west of Bangkok and the site of the Thai Burma Railway museums and interesting places to visit. I had booked this before I left, so I was suddenly surprised to see later that evening the tour had been cancelled without explanation! The evening before the tour! I tried contacting the tour company but there was no answer, being a Saturday. The tour was a hotel pick up and drive to Kanchanaburi, followed by a train ride on the Thai Burma Railway itself, in airconditioned comfort and with a lunch stop at a nice restaurant. Since it was cancelled, at around 12 am I began to panic. I switched into traveller mode and formulated a plan. Firstly, how to get to Kanchanaburi? I knew there was a daily train service that departed early in the morning, but the railway station was a long way away from the hotel and there was no metro or BTS stop nearby. Next problem was what did I want to see and how was I going to get to these places once I was in Kanchanaburi? This was actually easier than I could have thought. I did need to catch a taxi to go to one of the sites, which the tour wasn't going to go to but I wanted to see, but the rest was relatively easy to get to once I was there. Pretty soon I had a plan, but I needed help. I went down to reception to talk to the night receptionist, who advised, as she had done for my trip to Chulachomklao, a taxi to the train station to catch the train to Kanchanaburi, far easier and quicker at that hour of the morning owing to being before rush hour. And that was it! My taxi was booked for 6:45 to be at Thonburi Train Station before the train departure at 7:45. The receptionist said it would take me around 15 to 20 minutes, but I wasn't taking any chances after yesterday's long haul in the taxi. And so I found myself at just after 7 am waiting for the Nam Tok train via Kanchanaburi, arriving in Kanchanaburi just after 10:00 am - we didn't get there until 10:30, but that's okay...
Thonburi is not the main Bangkok station, it is a smaller station, but it is one of the oldest in Bangkok and used to serve train traffic south to Singapore. That was before the Thai Burma Railway (TBR) was built.
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Monks are, somewhat naturally held in very high regard in Thailand and there are warnings everywhere you go to give way to monks when walking along the streets and on public transport, to give up your seat for them. This guy was chowing down on some rice when I snuck a photo from behind a potted plant while waiting for the train.
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On board the train I contemplated the day ahead. The train was noisy and had no air con, just these ceiling fans, which were surprisingly effective, especially with the windows open, but after three hours the noise was ringing in my ears for sometime afterwards. A bit about the railway line we were travelling on. As previously mentioned, it was the main line south down the Malay peninsula to Singapore and will feature in the story of the TBR in the next instalment. At a place called Nong Pladuk Junction, the TBR was begun and the line split northwards toward Kanchanaburi, which, before the TBR did not have a rail link from Bangkok, so beyond Nong Pladuk we are travelling on what used to be the TBR. I was getting my train ride of the Death Railway after all.
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Stay tuned for a journey into Thailand's dark past when we traverse the infamous Death Railway and visit an equally infamous bridge, or two!
Looking toward the entrance to the three gun emplacements in the natural brick, and the semi-circular construction to house them and the munitions bunkers. Note also the covers over the gun emplacements, a post decommissioning modification.
From the right to left: Gun No.3. During the Pak Nam Incident on 13 July 1893 this fort was put into action to prevent egress up the Chao Phraya River by French gunboats. As recorded previously, the gun fire was muddled and without discipline, but did result in the running aground of a French steamer charging up the river with the gun boats.
Gun No.2. Although the disappearing gun crews managed an impressive barrage, because their fall of shot was largely aimless, a large amount of ammunition was wasted. Ten out of ten for enthusiasm, one out of ten for effectiveness.
Gun No.1. The result of the two gunboats joining the one already moored off Bangkok led to the ceding of nearly one third of Siamese territories in what became known as French Indochina and it sent the Siamese into a state of utter humiliation. As previously mentioned, it was the intervention of everyone's favourite global Empire the British to negotiate a peace, once again, for its own benefit as Siam was a major British trading partner in the region.
Standing on top of the ramparts. Note the air intakes.
The guns from above, a view not always offered. It gives a sense of the bulk of the installation and what it took to operate these things. Gun No.3.
Gun No.2.
Gun No.1.
The seaward end of the fort looking back over the ramparts.
Looking toward the big bunkers and fort entrance, with its rear wall to the right.
A monument to King Rama V, His Majesty King Chulalongkorn overlooking the river toward Pak Nam on the far bank.
The Chao Phraya River looking toward the river mouth and the location of the Chulachomklao fort on the right side of the river. Bangkok City is behind us on the opposite bank facing south. Today you can catch a water taxi from Pak Nam Pier to Phi Samut Chedi Pier and walk to the fort. Pak Nam is one stop further on the Sukhumvit Line of the BTS Skytrain from the naval museum we visited on the first day of my trip.
Back across the islet and the Phiboonsri Bridge to the lovely temple next to the car park where my driver was waiting.
Lovely dragon architecture.
Back in the car for the return drive to Bangkok City, more than an hour away by car. We crossed these ginormous bridges spanning the Chao Phraya River downstream of the city. Visible in the distance is the Rama IX Bridge toll road and its enormous golden towers.
For the next two and a half hours we were stuck in traffic. I'm not sure whether it was because my driver got lost or simply because of the sheer volume of traffic, but in the end I got out of the taxi from sheer desperation to make my own way back to my hotel. Turns out I didn't have to go far, it was within walking distance from where I got out. I had had enough and spent the rest of the afternoon in the hotel, swimming in that delicious pool and relaxing. It had been a looooong day and I was pooped.
That night I prepared for my next day's adventurising. I had booked a tour to Kanchanaburi, which is some two and a half to three hours' drive north west of Bangkok and the site of the Thai Burma Railway museums and interesting places to visit. I had booked this before I left, so I was suddenly surprised to see later that evening the tour had been cancelled without explanation! The evening before the tour! I tried contacting the tour company but there was no answer, being a Saturday. The tour was a hotel pick up and drive to Kanchanaburi, followed by a train ride on the Thai Burma Railway itself, in airconditioned comfort and with a lunch stop at a nice restaurant. Since it was cancelled, at around 12 am I began to panic. I switched into traveller mode and formulated a plan. Firstly, how to get to Kanchanaburi? I knew there was a daily train service that departed early in the morning, but the railway station was a long way away from the hotel and there was no metro or BTS stop nearby. Next problem was what did I want to see and how was I going to get to these places once I was in Kanchanaburi? This was actually easier than I could have thought. I did need to catch a taxi to go to one of the sites, which the tour wasn't going to go to but I wanted to see, but the rest was relatively easy to get to once I was there. Pretty soon I had a plan, but I needed help. I went down to reception to talk to the night receptionist, who advised, as she had done for my trip to Chulachomklao, a taxi to the train station to catch the train to Kanchanaburi, far easier and quicker at that hour of the morning owing to being before rush hour. And that was it! My taxi was booked for 6:45 to be at Thonburi Train Station before the train departure at 7:45. The receptionist said it would take me around 15 to 20 minutes, but I wasn't taking any chances after yesterday's long haul in the taxi. And so I found myself at just after 7 am waiting for the Nam Tok train via Kanchanaburi, arriving in Kanchanaburi just after 10:00 am - we didn't get there until 10:30, but that's okay...
Thonburi is not the main Bangkok station, it is a smaller station, but it is one of the oldest in Bangkok and used to serve train traffic south to Singapore. That was before the Thai Burma Railway (TBR) was built.
Monks are, somewhat naturally held in very high regard in Thailand and there are warnings everywhere you go to give way to monks when walking along the streets and on public transport, to give up your seat for them. This guy was chowing down on some rice when I snuck a photo from behind a potted plant while waiting for the train.
On board the train I contemplated the day ahead. The train was noisy and had no air con, just these ceiling fans, which were surprisingly effective, especially with the windows open, but after three hours the noise was ringing in my ears for sometime afterwards. A bit about the railway line we were travelling on. As previously mentioned, it was the main line south down the Malay peninsula to Singapore and will feature in the story of the TBR in the next instalment. At a place called Nong Pladuk Junction, the TBR was begun and the line split northwards toward Kanchanaburi, which, before the TBR did not have a rail link from Bangkok, so beyond Nong Pladuk we are travelling on what used to be the TBR. I was getting my train ride of the Death Railway after all.
Stay tuned for a journey into Thailand's dark past when we traverse the infamous Death Railway and visit an equally infamous bridge, or two!
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