Natures Bloe Job, natures power...
Well, having seen that the Padang Bai beach is nothing special, time for a walkabout. It's a very small place indeed, I would say 30 minutes to walk around the entire bay here, but right now following the road up and away from the port end, leading, well actually it's a dead end. The trail continues through into woodland though and I can here waves crashing below. On the crest of a hill here and looking back reveals a panorama of the entire village front complete with boats and clear water. Not the place to be wearing flip flops and shorts as the trail leads into a patch of fierce looking cactus plants. A short trail, shaded with jungle plants and various kinds of trees that I think would please Tarzan very much indeed! Oh, look there, a lizard and it has wings as the creature glides to another tree. Thankfully I'm able to get a photo of this odd looking creature with a kind of scoop under its chin! Well, after that lucky find it's time to move ahead and down towards those waves.
Arrived, where? Well it's a kind of plateau made of volcanic rocks right at the entrance to the bay. Those waves are pretty big, crashing over the edge here, better step back a bit. Some good marine life trapped in a rock pool, those black and yellow stripy fish again. Natural caverns have formed and a blow hole makes for an interesting photograph. This is quite an impressive place, natures focefullness and beauty in one relatively small spot. Those waves have awesome power - crashing and pounding the old volcanic lava as boats and ferries come and go. There's only me here and no match for the power of the sea. A dip in the ocean will be pretty dangerous but there's no reason why one couldn't stand over the blow hole and take a shower, free courtesy of nature.
Darn, I knew it would happen! A miscalculation, giant wave or just cutting it fine, either way I have wet feet on slippery rocks surrounded by the sea - this isn't looking good right now. Moving back to a dry patch as another big wave crashes, but without the same power. I have to consider myself pretty lucky, one slip and might have been curtains. Back to the village then, time for water, food and recovery.
Finding a place to eat that isn't cashing in on the tourist Dollar is proving difficult around here. Back from the beach and there's nothing. No cafés with food stacked up in the windows, nothing like it whatsoever, how disappointing to be forced into a tourist cafe! One last try on the high street.
Yes, one place on the high street, just opposite the ferry terminal as it happens. Local food, local price - marvellous.
Well, having seen that the Padang Bai beach is nothing special, time for a walkabout. It's a very small place indeed, I would say 30 minutes to walk around the entire bay here, but right now following the road up and away from the port end, leading, well actually it's a dead end. The trail continues through into woodland though and I can here waves crashing below. On the crest of a hill here and looking back reveals a panorama of the entire village front complete with boats and clear water. Not the place to be wearing flip flops and shorts as the trail leads into a patch of fierce looking cactus plants. A short trail, shaded with jungle plants and various kinds of trees that I think would please Tarzan very much indeed! Oh, look there, a lizard and it has wings as the creature glides to another tree. Thankfully I'm able to get a photo of this odd looking creature with a kind of scoop under its chin! Well, after that lucky find it's time to move ahead and down towards those waves.
Arrived, where? Well it's a kind of plateau made of volcanic rocks right at the entrance to the bay. Those waves are pretty big, crashing over the edge here, better step back a bit. Some good marine life trapped in a rock pool, those black and yellow stripy fish again. Natural caverns have formed and a blow hole makes for an interesting photograph. This is quite an impressive place, natures focefullness and beauty in one relatively small spot. Those waves have awesome power - crashing and pounding the old volcanic lava as boats and ferries come and go. There's only me here and no match for the power of the sea. A dip in the ocean will be pretty dangerous but there's no reason why one couldn't stand over the blow hole and take a shower, free courtesy of nature.
Darn, I knew it would happen! A miscalculation, giant wave or just cutting it fine, either way I have wet feet on slippery rocks surrounded by the sea - this isn't looking good right now. Moving back to a dry patch as another big wave crashes, but without the same power. I have to consider myself pretty lucky, one slip and might have been curtains. Back to the village then, time for water, food and recovery.
Finding a place to eat that isn't cashing in on the tourist Dollar is proving difficult around here. Back from the beach and there's nothing. No cafés with food stacked up in the windows, nothing like it whatsoever, how disappointing to be forced into a tourist cafe! One last try on the high street.
Yes, one place on the high street, just opposite the ferry terminal as it happens. Local food, local price - marvellous.
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