East coast part 2: Surfing, sunsets and night fishing

After an incredible sunset (with an impressive thunder storm in the opposite direction at the same time!) and a night sleeping under the stars at Peanut Farm, we started out early with a trip into town for supplies. 

No matter how many times we visit this part of the country, it's always striking how you see such a lot of open sky, and vast spaces of scrubby land covered in animals. 

Back at Peanut farm, Amila made the most of being at one of his favourite surf points and got straight into the sea. The current was pretty strong making it an exhausting paddle out, but one of the advantages of being here is that you can walk around the side of the cove and enter the water at the perfect point.  (and he was feeling particularly lazy so that was ideal..!)

So, to explain why this dog keeps appearing in our photos..this is Chilli, our dalmation who fully immersed himself in his first tour-coming nose to nose with deer, chasing crabs, staying on our Kabanna balcony with us at night and getting plenty of attention from the children on the beach (nothing unusual there)

Our nightly supply trip into town (there is no running drinking water at Peanut Farm so take note if you go, large water bottles are a must) gave us another spectacular sunset- this time at its best over Arugam Bay itself, where groups of people spilled out of the restaurants onto the street to watch..what a crowd pleaser!

When I think of the East Coast, I think of seafood.  My memories of being here always involve a fishing trip or at least time with local fishermen eating their fresh catch.  The idea of leaving without having spent time somewhere (usually remote) with cold sand between our toes, a torch or bonfire burning and a slight worry that an elephant might trample through, is not an option.

Tonight's menu was whatever our fishermen friends caught with their grab net at the lagoon.  We sat and drank arrack with them by the light of a homemade oil lamp, as one patiently went through the motions of repeatedly folding the net in sections, separating the main part of it across his shoulder and throwing it into the lagoon where it splayed out in large hoop before the weights sunk it to the bottom. 

There was a large hole dug into the sand which the net was emptied into-and it helped slow down the escape of the crabs that were tipped into it.  We were so lucky to have both crabs and prawns, which were cooked simply in salt water with some added pepper.  Sitting by the lagoon, hearing the splash of the net in the water, watching the flames of the fire spread a glowing light across the sand was better than sitting in any restaurant.  Last time Amila went night fishing here they stayed on a small boat until sunrise but this time, with a dog in tow and a long drive home ahead the next day, we were back in our Kabanna by midnight.

Amila and our Peanut Farm friends

It's always sad to leave but we'll be back (Hopefully with some decent crocodile photos next time, although the experience in itself was amazing enough). 

We are excited to say we're constructing apartments in Hikkaduwa at the moment, which means being on-site a lot, or at least available.  -More information to follow!- For this reason we had an early start on our last morning which allowed us to take in the sights which were in darkness on our journey there.   If you are interested in an East Coast adventure-culture, wildlife and surfing-contact us and we can happily tailor something to you.

Our journey back to Hikkaduwa