From Pune, negotiating a way to Tarkali can be difficult and bruising. We took the State transport Bus to Malvan, 11 hours, the only bus that took us anywhere near. The only other option would have been taking a volvo towards Goa and getting dropped off around 30 km short of Malvan or the slightly more complicated option of a Volvo to Kohlapur and a ST Bus from there to Malvan. Needless to say, we arrived at Malvan battered and suffering from lack of sleep.
Fr\om Malvan, Tarkali is approximately 6 km away, and the auto ride should not cost more than Rs.50 from the bus stand. We booked our rooms on the spot and took a dorm at the cost of 1430 including an extra bed, we were 6 in all. Contrary to the review I hd based my travel preparations on, the room was nice, with fully functional toilet facilities and a geyser that worked to our utmost satisfaction. However, no one came near our room during our stay there so the sand from the beach was inevitably all over the room and bathroom. The beach, a hop, skip and jump, literally, from the resort was not quite what we had hoped for. From navigating our way between the scores of dead fish we found lying all over the beach to the mere 100 yard breath of the beach itself, first impressions were not great. however we managed to walk slightly further away from the beach adjoining the resort and found a comparatively fish free section of the beach. The sea was clear and we could literally walk a kilometre into the ocean without more than our waists getting a slight precipitation on them. For lunch we headed over to the town of Malvan. before going on, i must advise the travellers without their own transport to ask the hotel to call for an auto, which will cost around 60, or a jeep, around 50. We, presuming an auto would not be hard to find, trudged more than 2 kilometres in the afternoon heat(quite a lot unsuprisingly) before we managed to falg down a jeep. The towns of Mlavan and the village of tarkali are distinctly Kerala-like in their architecture, and the sleepy appearance simply casts a spell over you.
On to Malvan, where we had the bittersweet experience of being dropped next to the fish market, but we soon navigated our way to the bazaar on the other side of the fish market, amidst great big prawns and kingfish. After asking around we shortlisted two places to lunch at, one called Chaitanya and the other by the name of Mambo, just ask any autowallah and he will give you accurate directions as to how to get there. The thalis at chaitanya were mindblowing, simply some of the best seafood we had ever tasted, no idle boast as we had three men from Kerala travelling with us who endorsed it with ringing tones. We returned to the hotel in the evening to find the beach pleasantly transformed, courtesy of the low tide. The beach had expanded and the dead fish could barely be seen(we still had to be very careful) and the dinner at the hotel was decent, as we stuck to plain old chicken biryani after our heavy fish centered lunch. The check out time was a bit on an inconvenience, being 9 am, which with some careful prodding we got extended for another hour. We left soon after, and some great help from the manager helped us to confirm our bus timing and get an auto to take us to Mambo. Mambo's food competed favourably with the Chaitanya food, with their styles of cooking running parallel. I would recommend the Kingfish to anyone wanting to try out the local speciality and the Prawn thali is simply loaded with prawns at both places. Chaitanya is air-conditioned wheread mambo is a typical dhaba. Both places are cheap and will cost you approximately the same, not more that 150 a head, a great shock to me and my companions, we would have gladly paid more at a similar place in a city.
The Sindhugur Fort was quite a let down, with only one point in the entire fort worthy of a faint tourist attraction. Perhaps our lack of guide did not aid us in a full appreciation of its history, but with the overgrown bushes and clotheslines scattered all over coupled with houses dotting the ancient fortress, its glory could not quite be felt. One point in the complex though overlooks all four sides of the fort and is quite a magnificent spectacle, to see the sea lapping the walls of this impregnable fortress on all sides is quite a sight. There is not much to do in and around Tarkali for more than a day and a half. The Hotel doesnt quite endear itself to its visitors, however if the rooms are considered to be places to simply sleep in when tired, as they rightly should be in a seaside resort, tourists should face no problem. The people are sweet and helpful, and Marathi is a great asset to have in communicating with the locals as they do not seem to follow Hindi with rapidity.
We fell in love with Tarkali, but we dont plan on visiting there any time soon, it is a one time visit.
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