I dreamt that I was returning home (to Virginia?) from Chicago and decided to take a sea kayak rather than fly. For some reason I was going to go via the Panama Canal.
I got in my sea kayak in the ocean and as I approached the eastern side of the Panama Canal there was a tremendous (30 foot high?) wave curling up behind me. I was struggling to get my sea kayak into the locks of the canal. I felt like I would be safe there.
The dream ended with me trying to get my kayak over into the locks and being worried that I would sucked down in a whirlpool.