This is actually my third visit to the refurbished Vessigny Beach Facility. On the previous occasions I was not 'camera ready'!
This mid-week visit was perfect. There were only about three or four cars in the car-park; the sun was shining, but not 'run-for-shelter' hot; the beach was almost deserted and the tide was out ...way out!
Now,Vessigny Beach is not a 'clear-blue-waters' kind of beach. It is located very close to the Pitch Lake in La Brea and the oil refinery in Point Fortin further south. This places it right in the middle, at the point where even the smallest occurrence of any oil-spilling incident, is likely to affect the color of the water, not to mention marine and community life.
But on this day, the intentions were simply different, though they did not minimize the concerns for the environment and the quality of life in the community.
This day was about taking a walk along the beach and letting the sunshine, the sand, the salty water, the sea-breeze and the scenery do their natural work of renewal.
We were able to walk much farther out because of the low tide. Sand formations and patterns revealed themselves; hidden masterpieces. Higher sand-banks that would have normally been submerged during hide-tide were opened up for display. The shore dropped a little as we entered the ankle-high water and the distinct difference between the beach sand and the underwater sand could be seen and felt. There was literally a line in the sand and we took advantage of both ... at least our feet reaped the benefits
Small schools of tiny fish could be seen racing with the tide; being pushed to and fro. They seemed to enjoy the challenge. A lone egret stood on the high bank, possibly looking for food and did not consider our presence a distraction. A little distance away we could see an old, rusty freight carrier and a semi-circular dry-dock. Further out on the horizon we could barely make out what could have been an oil tanker, as well as the dusky chimneys of the refinery in Point Fortin.
The lifeguard hut was empty as far as we could see; there were no bathers, though the red-yellow flag was up and flying. Those colors meant that a lifeguard was on duty. The maintenance crew and equipment were within view and we could see that the grounds were freshly cut. Coconut trees, almond trees and the pink flowering poui tree (which signals the rainy season), and various colorful shrubs dotted the area.
When the crowds arrive over the holidays and weekends they would have the use of showers, change-rooms, huts, walk-ways, kayaks, shade trees, benches, a band-stand, an inviting, rustic, refreshment and entertainment space, lots of sand and sea. But today, just like the egret, we had the entire beach to ourselves ... sweet!
The coastal village of Vessigny cradles Vessigny Beach. Houses, businesses and the Vessigny Secondary School are literally on the other side of the Southern Main Road which separates the residents from the beach for the most part. The Southern Main Road continues its winding way to Cedros, Icacos and other villages in the deep south of Trinidad. From the shores of these villages on a clear day, you can see a section of the northern tip of Venezuela.
|Image source: Triniview.com|
Anyway, the constraints of time reversed any thoughts of venturing further south, so we turned northwards, retracing our drive along the west coast.
Our visit was brief. The mission was accomplished. The only things that were left behind were footprints that would soon be washed away by the tide. The sand between the toes remained, doing its work for a while longer!
I estimated that about fifty-two photos had been taken, but we just had to get one last parting pic before we rolled out of Vessigny Beach, certain to return.
Follow the pics ... come trail with us on Vessigny Beach!
|Trailing is so cool!!|
(We will be back!)