It’s very difficult to find a beach without litter and over-population. An unfortunate reality of my home town Balasore. Located in the eastern coast of India (Bay of Bengal), in a state named Odisha.
We intend to find one.
I with my friend, a commercial pilot licensee (our perfect guide) and a young Canadian NGO guy on couch surfing to Balasore. In one bike with a pillion rider and a Scooty, we traced a distance of 65 KM (approx.) out of which 30 in NH-5 (giving us the real taste of India, salty & sandy) and rest inside and out of beautiful villages with fresh breeze peppered with farm-forest beauty. Though the Sun was upon us, the cold sweet flowing breeze was perfect for a short bike trip. It took us almost 2 hours to reach a beach named “Dogra Beach”.
So calm, quiet away from the city hustle bustle, a lonely planet untouched with worldly undigested materials. We walked along the beach, put our feet in the water, sssswww… ice cold which demotivated us for a swimming stint. We walked ahead inspecting small wooden boats kept for fishing, had a small chit-chat with humble fisherman preparing themselves for a night-out in sea. Walking along we were welcomed by our sweet little red crabs, huge in number but scared. As we get nearer, they sneak into their hole digged in the sand. Playing hide & seek with them was real fun. Run, shout, relish, absorb the environment, we finally settled near the shadow of a parked boat near the sea. Had a good friendly chat about the world and philosophy. Few moment of silence and you hear the roaring waves hitting the shore with a back drop of flowing wind, bringing with them the quelling of sea flying birds. Best natural musical composition you will ever hear. Then we packed our bags and left.
What we brought with us at the end, a shoe full of sand, little madness and a mind with more peace than ever.
On our way back, we made a halt in a small tribal village named siligudi and had local rice-wine named “Handiaa” with them in their hut cum bar. Watched chicken fight and gambling. Left, another halt at a dhaba in NH-5 near basta, had a lively, awesome & tasty dinner. But out of cash, my CPL friend drove 15 km ahead, lost & found himself and an ATM.
Morale of the story, Always carry cash while traveling country side and yes, do visit Dogra beach, still untouched.