We had a long ride ahead of us, so we settled in a rustic hotel...
and ate...what else...misal pav! That seemed to be the only thing available in all places
We passed through Bankot village as a short cut and had to carry our cycles part of the way
The old town of Bankot must have been prosperous in the days of sea lane trading, but now had withered away
And the grand old houses were in ruins.
Effects of flight of capital - and human capital as well
Very poignant...must have been such a place of pride once...now it made me sad to see the place
And what a cool location too. right on the beach.
The new bridge might offer some solace though, and it might become prosperous again with the traffic
The road after Bankot was simply amazing!
And amazingly scenic
We found this impressive notice - but no conservation area! It was a real puzzler. Maybe this was just a spare sign they stuck here?
after a very long and tough climb where my battery fuse burnt out and my pedal got bent again - it was a real relief to find the little boat to take us across to Kelshi.
We were very relieved when it did not sink under my weight!
It was a lovely boat ride across the Kelshi creek
And it saved us a 30 km detour! So Boss was very happy.
They dropped us off at Kelshi beach
And we took off our shoes to walk across the sands
I was worried about finding a room in little Kelshi during the Christmas rush - but the patron saint of idiots was with us and we immediately found this lovely lodge to stay in!