On one side are the small, tiled, cottages, on the other the mighty ocean dashing against the rocks. This scene persists with us till we enter Diveagar village. On the way we seldom notice how we have passed through villages like Valavati, Kodiwali, Shekhadi, Bharadkhol, each with 10 or twenty huts The beach is covered with silvery sand, the many designs caused by the moving crabs and the multicoloured hew of thousands of shells. The strong westerly winds refresh us. and we are tempted to take a break and sit by the sea side.