During our recent holiday, we chose Gành Đỏ – a small fishing village in Xuân Đài ward, Sông Cầu town ( Phú Yên province) – as our destination. Quiet and unpretentious, Gành Đỏ welcomed us with its simple, rustic, and surprisingly endearing charm.
Ganh Do is located 15 km south of Song Cau town center, nestled beside National Highway 1A. Ganh Do is famous for its fragrant fish sauce and the whispering casuarina trees that tell stories as evening falls. But perhaps what truly keeps people coming back is the warm hospitality of the fishing village residents and the pristine beauty of the sea.
On our first afternoon arriving at Gành Đỏ, we felt as if we were melting into the embrace of the sea. The gentle southerly breeze, soft as a mother's hand, cooled our skin. The sea was crystal clear, its waters caressing and soothing our weary muscles, worn down by the hardships of city life. Someone once said, "Close your eyes, breathe in the salty scent of the sea, feel the cool breeze, and your heart will feel light." It's so true. All our worries vanished like foam on the waves, leaving only a vast, open sky.
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| Sunrise at Ganh Do beach. |
That night, we stayed by the sea. Each family pitched their tents right on the sand, beside the rustling casuarina trees. After enjoying a refreshing swim, the whole group gathered around a small feast with fresh seafood bought from the fishermen. The children eagerly gathered firewood and lit a fire. Their joyful laughter, the thudding footsteps chasing crabs, and even the muddy falls... all blended together into a symphony of childhood.
The night sea is breathtakingly beautiful. In the distance, fishing boats, their lights shining brightly, resemble a Milky Way stretching across the water. The waves murmur like a lullaby, while the moon drifts lazily, casting its silvery light on every hut and every strand of hair. Sitting in meditation amidst this vast expanse, gazing silently at the sky and the wide sea, one's heart feels as light as a cloud, as serene as a seagull flying towards peace.
Late at night. The whole group slept soundly in their tents. I lay close to the water's edge, listening to the sea whispering a lullaby with an endless refrain: murmuring... murmuring... The sea never sleeps. The sea stays awake with the lives of those who depend on it.
Around 4 a.m., a "click, click..." sound woke me up. On the other side, a man was paddling his boat to drive fish into his net. He wore a worn-out shirt, his face was rugged, and the flickering lights of his boat illuminated his tanned skin. He said nothing. But in that image, one could clearly see a lifetime of hardship, a life intertwined with the sea, and a love for his homeland that needed no name. These fishermen – they are silent witnesses to life in the ocean, unarmored "knights" protecting every inch of water, every wave, every sunrise of the nation.
The sky gradually brightened. Like a miracle, the sun appeared, radiant, round, and suspended like a dazzling ball of fire placed on a glittering silver tray. Ganh Do, with its white sand, welcomed the dawn naturally and warmly. The light painted the sea surface pink. The wind kissed my cheeks. All my senses awakened in this truly magical morning.
Out at sea, the boats began turning back towards the harbor. Birds soared and glided against the azure sky. A new day had begun. And in my heart, an unspoken call resonated: Oh sea, thank you for reminding me to live slowly, to live authentically, and to live fully with love.
Source: https://baodaklak.vn/du-lich/202506/ganh-do-bien-goi-yeu-thuong-d5b04f4/
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