A new voyage

I must down to the seas again, for the call of the running tideIs a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied… These lines by John Masefield sum our relationship with the sea. A restlessness grips us when we are in the midst of a sea fever. It is only allayedContinue reading “A new voyage”

Getting the Olive Ridleys home

Under the starlit sky and crescent moon, we headed out to prepare for the human visitors. The stumps and rope were brought out and an enclosure made for the safe passage of the tiny creatures. We were in Velas, a small village in Ratnagiri, which accounts for about 40% of the population of Olive RidleyContinue reading “Getting the Olive Ridleys home”

Three Women in a boat

There were three of us – me, mom and my sis. We had just reached Gateway to catch the boat. Well, technically it was a ferry boat, with more than a dozen people on board but that doesn’t matter. If you haven’t taken a ferry ride before, you definitely must. Barring the queue, the madContinue reading “Three Women in a boat”