For day 3 planning was done beforehand during dinner of Day 2 and we left room
early at 7:30 AM. I was planning to sport jeans only, as I was in no mood to go in the water. But at last minute, changed my mood. I might not go in
water, but I could certainly go in Capri which would be more comfortable also.
Planning was to first visit the Kurli beach which was 6 KMs
from our hotel, then Mandvi and then rest of the thing depends on the time
left. Overall plan was to checked out of hotel by 12:00 PM, would have lunch
somewhere in 1 hour and would leave for Pune. So with everything set, we put
the navigator on for Kurli beach and were looking for some shop to have some chai aur nashta. Road to Kurli beach
went through Bhatye beach only. From Bhatye beach to Kurli beach entire road is
carved between 2 hills. Some 1 KM before the kurli beach, again there was some
unknown beach and few cars were parked there. We decided to pay a visit while
returning.
We didn’t get any shop open for breakfast and here navigator
was telling us we were on Kurli beach. But it was in the middle of the road. Very
few people were on roads hence we have to wait for 5-6 minutes, when one Uncle ji passed by and we asked them. He asked
to follow him. After some 500 meters, there was one village and the way to
Kurli beach went through that village only. There was one board which read Kurli Beach, but it was so rusty and
faded that one can hardly notice it. Anyways, we went in that beautiful village
with narrow lanes, small houses and of course mango and coconut trees in road
side and all around. And here it was the beautiful Kurli Beach
Kurli beach is not so famous among visitors. You can guess
it by the fact, that when we reached, there were only 2 people on the beach.
One old man, who was from that village only and one man with his fishing boat.
We parked the car, picked our stuff and reached on the beach. My husband went
on talking with that old man and we 3 were standing there with skeptical eyes. Was
it safe there in that beach? My husband’s friend was asking him to come back
and return from there. ‘Hum wo piche wale
beach pe chlte hai jha car park thi. Kam se
kam wha par koi tha to’. But
that beach was so beautiful, that I wanted to sit there for some time. If it
was not safe we would not go in the water, but there was no harm in sitting on
beach. Besides this beach was so utterly beautiful with long stretches of
untouched white sand, blue water, blue sky, hills on both sides with lonely
surroundings serving the purpose of an icing on the cake that it would be sin
to not spend some time here. I went
ahead and asked our friends to come also ‘kuch
der baithte hai fir nikal jayege’.
That old uncle was telling my husband ‘Nahane k liye ye beach thik nhi hai. Gahra hai kinare pe hi’. We
asked about the Mandvi beach and he was like ‘ wo jyada acha nhi hai. Ganda hai
thoda. Bhatye beach acha hai yha pe, wha
ja skte hai’. And with that, I spread the mat and put the snacks there. Had
some of them with cool breeze touching our cheeks. ‘Chai ki kami bahut khal rhi thi yha pe’. One man came from the
village for jogging and running. I was feeling jealous of the villagers. What a
beautiful place to live. You have sort of your personal beach just outside your
house. I would like to share all of the pictures with you all as it is really
difficult to filter out pics. Pictures came out to be as beautiful as the
beach. You can’t help but repeating it all over again. As the beach was so
beautiful, we were engrossed in clicking our pictures and took only 2-3
pictures of the scenic beach. My husband
showed some of his kalakari with
quick sketch of coconut tree.
Happy Ghumakkadi :)
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