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Nagaon Beach, Alibaug

Few days back, we had a visit to Nagaon Beach, Alibaug. This place is around 7km from the main Alibaug town. It's one of the best beaches around Mumbai. This beach is very clean and quite long too. The best thing about the beach, besides its serenity, is that you can ride your bike along it! This place is generally not as much crowded as other beaches of Alibaug; thus, there’re not a many shops or eateries nearby. One needs to bring eatables and drinking water preferably from the town.



I read on some blog that "Sagar kinare" song of the movie "Sagar" was shot on this beach. Sagar is my one of my most favorite movie, and I share the similar feelings with this Arabian Sea beach too!




The best thing about the beach, besides its serenity, is that you can ride your bike along it!


Sharing a few pictures....


The clean waters of the Nagaon Beach


Bullet along the long strech....


Feeling the waves...posing for a snap ;D
Some organisms artistic marks


Unconsolidated Ripple Marks

Sun set...the Best view!

Will soon post few of my Holi pix....at my hometown Banaras (Varanasi), till then....:))
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