Waking up to Max incessantly licking my ears, I get out of the tent with groggy eyes. It was a chilly winter morning and still twilight. Max and I set off for a walk on the beach. Fishermen were busy casting their fishing nets and some already heading to the market with their catch. It is a quaint fishing hamlet and the villagers start their day early. From the beach, we could see Korlai fort which was once under the Portuguese reign and the surrounding hills made for a great treat to the eyes. After a long walk, up and down the beach, we headed back to the campsite, where tea and piping hot Poha awaited us for breakfast.