Bai Dai Beach
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I didn't know if the Honda Wave was genuine or a Chinese copy. It rode smoother and quieter than the usual motorbikes that I rented and cost 60,000 VN Đong for the day instead of fifty. But at US$3.26, I couldn't complain about the price. It had plenty of power too. Daring 40 mph speeds out on Highway 1 kept me in front of the pack, well clear of all but on-coming traffic. Northbound trucks and buses passing each other did not give way to the Wave and their deafening air horns were heeded with due respect .
I had previously found three routes to cross from Highway 1 to the beaches near the airport at Cam Ranh Bay; one overland and two on bridges. I was able to re-find the bridge that I was looking for and came out close to Bai Dai Beach.
Make-shift seafood eateries lined the beach for several hundred yards. The rickety thatched-roof shacks were rebuilt each year after seasonal storms and many were open for business. I found the westerners at the northernmost. Several were from Nha Trang; others, visitors from out of town or out of country.
It was an ideal place for visiting with friends and their families. They soaked the sun, swam, or chatted while a red clay grill sizzled on a shaded waterside table. Beer, peanuts, and quail eggs complemented fresh crabs, clams, squid, chicken, and oysters.