There wasn’t enough time to explore Surathkal Beach because we had to save some time to visit the more famous Panambur Beach which is a short drive away.
The Panambur Beach was a picture in contrast to the Surathkal Beach. It was crowded and noisy with almost all the space on the shores taken up by visitors and businesses of all sorts.
The ship of the desert was the cynosure of all attention. It was funny seeing him on a beach though, that too amidst the hullabaloo. His owners seemed to be lost in a conversation.
Amidst all the noise, one dog seemed to be enjoying a sand bath.
A man was offering rides on a horse cart and was desperately scouting for customers.
Motor boats were a big draw with lots of adventure-seekers heading for them.
I have for long been nursing dreams of taking pictures of the sun setting on a beach and was hoping to fulfil it that day. Alas! That was not to be. The clouds spoilt my party :( . Mercifully, I managed to take some pictures of sunny boy long before he sank into the sea.
Once dusk fell on the shore it was time to move. Someday, I wish to return here, spend more time and take better pictures.
My entry for this week’s photo challenge is this photograph of the dancing trees of Lal Bagh (that’s what I call them 😉 )
My entry for this week’s photo challenge:
These are pictures of a pot that I had painted years ago when I attended a pot-painting class:
As pure as can be – Emerald Lake in Ooty
16 March 2016
I left home very early on Wednesday morning with a glimmer of hope of seeing the Trees of Gold (Tabebuia argentea) in full bloom. In all probability, the heavy downpour last night would have brought down most of the flowers.
It must have been a quarter past eight when I reached Cubbon Park. As I walked up to the Bandstand, my fears turned out to be true. The heavy rains last night had come down heavily on the yellow canopies. Perhaps I should have visited the place on Tuesday morning.
As it was a working day, there weren’t many people around. I could spot some joggers and there was this one man who seemed to be meditating.
The overnight rains had created many tiny ponds on the lawns much to the relief of the critters here who were till then reeling under the intense summer heat.
I left the park after what would have been my shortest visit here. And with that I decided to end my quest for the Tree of Gold this year.