July 2015, on a lazy weekend
Wifey and I were bored beyond belief. We decided to go to the same old Silver Sands beach.
Once we got there, I began to snap pics of the birds there...
And behold, I found people walking to the island! Fortuitously, a low-tide had exposed the submerged strip of land leading to it and the cops were allowing people to walk there. So it was that we walked on to it:
These birds were busily pecking away at some vestiges of marine life on the walkway-
Wifey deemed it fit to walk quickly. She was worried about the quickly setting sun.
Some more birds along the way-
Once we got to the island, we found that most of the area was cordoned off to preserve the birds' natural habitat over there. I took one passing shot of some nests that could be faintly seen atop the trees there. A raucous cacophony of bird calls could be heard at that point in the air:
We were meanwhile sandwiched between the sea and the protected part of the island. We were literally walking on sea-shells and it proved tricky to walk on them, as they cracked beneath our feet constantly with every step. Snapping pics was the last thing on my mind; it was not that it was particularly hard experience, but it was an immersive experience. The sea-shells beneath us, the calling birds, the wind and the marine smell of aquatic life and salt in the air just made me forget that I had a camera with me. I regret not taking more pictures than I did.
Kayakers going at it:
The pets gotta enjoy boating too!
The sun began setting currently and people began hurrying back to the mainland:
A seagull was looking for grub in the gathering darkness:
And pretty soon, we found ourselves back on the beach:
As we sat down for a while to gather our thoughts, a passing elderly couple offered to take our snap. Maybe they felt nostalgic of their own nomadic youthful days and they felt like our own moments had to be captured, for our own sake. We handed over our Nikon digicam and gladly obliged:
In retrospect, 5 years down the line, the overall experience back then was a welcome deviation from reality. We have a raucous 4 year old running amok in our lives now and we have since shifted back to India. I look forward to other such experiences and I also realize that I need to get my old photos uploaded to the internet before my 10 year old hard disk calls it a day! Most of these photos were taken on our dormant digicam (another relic of times gone by!) and we used to save them to the good old hard disk...
I will look to publish more travelogues with these forgotten photos and am glad to be able to share these experiences here.