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Toast to coast: Why the historic town of Khorfakkan is a haven for adventure lovers
AS our SUV races on the Sharjah-Kalba highway to Khorfakkan, a coastal town nestling on Sharjah’s fringes, an expansive view unfurls like an ornamental rug. To our left, the Shumayliyah Mountains soar to 3,356 ft.
Peppered with wadis (valleys) and dramatic and photogenic gorges and canyons, they offer a counterpoint to the catatonic desert. To our right, the Indian Ocean lies cupped against a crescent of golden sand, its water as blue as Paul Newman’s eyes. Fluffy cotton candy clouds scud low across the horizon. Khorfakkan — or the Creek of Two Jaws in Arabic — has a dreamy setting.
Silhouetted against a picturesque bay along the Gulf of Oman and the strategically important Strait of Hormuz, it is hemmed in by jagged mountains. Wadi Beih — touted as the Grand Canyon of the UAE — is an adventure hotspot offering camping and hiking trails. Though a part of Sharjah, and just a three-hour drive from the emirate city, Khorfakkan seems a world away from its hubbub. And in many ways, it is.
With a tiny population of 4,000, and none of the tangible trappings of sheikhdom (anodyne malls, flashy sedans, skyscrapers), it offers a blissful antidote to the UAE’s more commercial pleasures.
Glittering aquamarine waters, the mangrove forest of Kalba and the oasis town of Dhaid greet you here. As one of the world’s leading container transhipment ports, shipping lines seeking easy access to the UAE hinterland have to pass through Khorfakkan.
Something to Dive Into
Halfway into our journey, we cross the town of Dibba where the rugged Hajar Mountains appear even closer. At their foothills glints the mighty desert, home to the itinerant Bedouin tribe. Guide Shaada points to a palatial house perched among the rocky outcrops facing the ocean where dolphins prance. This is the abode of Sharjah’s ruler Sultan bin Muhammad Al-Qasimi, she explains.
A little further down the bituminised road, we stop to pay homage at the Al Bidiyah Mosque, UAE’s oldest shrine. The mosque was built in the 15th century, using local stones and bricks, Shaada explains, as we perambulate the dun-coloured structure with four squat, helical domes.
Khorfakkan’s rich history dates as far back as second century BC — the evidence of which has been found in local graves and artefacts that have been unearthed. Scholars note that the town’s scenic beauty and strategic heft attracted hordes of invaders, including the adventurous Portuguese and Omanis from the 15th to 17th centuries. Over the years, however, peace has prevailed in Khorfakkan and it has continued to develop organically around the container port which also powers its economy.
Despite its splendid seclusion, Khorfakkan offers plenty of activities to dive into (some quite literally). You can swim, kayak, canoe, snorkel, scuba dive, fish, sunbathe, hike or picnic. The nearby Shark Island and its refreshingly undeveloped coastline not only possess raw glamour but also some of the best dive and snorkelling sites, thanks to numerous coral outcrops.
The ocean of deep jewel tones around Snoopy Island showcases a fascinating netherworld of sea turtles, parrot fish, clown fish, cuttlefish and some of the world’s most colourful coral. With the convergence of warm and cold currents, the ocean’s rich plankton soup attracts sharks, manta rays as well as blue whales. The coral reefs attract a heavy footfall of divers from all over the world with a welter of hotels and resorts offering snorkelling and scuba-diving packages.
We stroll on the serene Khorfakkan beach silhouetted against the sheltered backdrop of the magnificent Hajar Mountains. A gently blowing zephyr adds a touch of whimsy to the evening.
We leave Khorfakkan contemplating the intriguing dynamic between man and nature. For, in the town’s iridescent ocean, its exotic marine life and majestic mountains, I found myself reinforced in my belief that while human culture may be full of the marvellous, it is in nature that one truly finds the sublime.
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AS our SUV races on the Sharjah-Kalba highway to Khorfakkan, a coastal town nestling on Sharjah’s fringes, an expansive view unfurls like an ornamental rug. To our left, the Shumayliyah Mountains soar to 3,356 ft.
Peppered with wadis (valleys) and dramatic and photogenic gorges and canyons, they offer a counterpoint to the catatonic desert. To our right, the Indian Ocean lies cupped against a crescent of golden sand, its water as blue as Paul Newman’s eyes. Fluffy cotton candy clouds scud low across the horizon. Khorfakkan — or the Creek of Two Jaws in Arabic — has a dreamy setting.
Silhouetted against a picturesque bay along the Gulf of Oman and the strategically important Strait of Hormuz, it is hemmed in by jagged mountains. Wadi Beih — touted as the Grand Canyon of the UAE — is an adventure hotspot offering camping and hiking trails. Though a part of Sharjah, and just a three-hour drive from the emirate city, Khorfakkan seems a world away from its hubbub. And in many ways, it is.
With a tiny population of 4,000, and none of the tangible trappings of sheikhdom (anodyne malls, flashy sedans, skyscrapers), it offers a blissful antidote to the UAE’s more commercial pleasures.
Glittering aquamarine waters, the mangrove forest of Kalba and the oasis town of Dhaid greet you here. As one of the world’s leading container transhipment ports, shipping lines seeking easy access to the UAE hinterland have to pass through Khorfakkan.
Something to Dive Into
Halfway into our journey, we cross the town of Dibba where the rugged Hajar Mountains appear even closer. At their foothills glints the mighty desert, home to the itinerant Bedouin tribe. Guide Shaada points to a palatial house perched among the rocky outcrops facing the ocean where dolphins prance. This is the abode of Sharjah’s ruler Sultan bin Muhammad Al-Qasimi, she explains.
A little further down the bituminised road, we stop to pay homage at the Al Bidiyah Mosque, UAE’s oldest shrine. The mosque was built in the 15th century, using local stones and bricks, Shaada explains, as we perambulate the dun-coloured structure with four squat, helical domes.
Khorfakkan’s rich history dates as far back as second century BC — the evidence of which has been found in local graves and artefacts that have been unearthed. Scholars note that the town’s scenic beauty and strategic heft attracted hordes of invaders, including the adventurous Portuguese and Omanis from the 15th to 17th centuries. Over the years, however, peace has prevailed in Khorfakkan and it has continued to develop organically around the container port which also powers its economy.
Despite its splendid seclusion, Khorfakkan offers plenty of activities to dive into (some quite literally). You can swim, kayak, canoe, snorkel, scuba dive, fish, sunbathe, hike or picnic. The nearby Shark Island and its refreshingly undeveloped coastline not only possess raw glamour but also some of the best dive and snorkelling sites, thanks to numerous coral outcrops.
The ocean of deep jewel tones around Snoopy Island showcases a fascinating netherworld of sea turtles, parrot fish, clown fish, cuttlefish and some of the world’s most colourful coral. With the convergence of warm and cold currents, the ocean’s rich plankton soup attracts sharks, manta rays as well as blue whales. The coral reefs attract a heavy footfall of divers from all over the world with a welter of hotels and resorts offering snorkelling and scuba-diving packages.
We stroll on the serene Khorfakkan beach silhouetted against the sheltered backdrop of the magnificent Hajar Mountains. A gently blowing zephyr adds a touch of whimsy to the evening.
We leave Khorfakkan contemplating the intriguing dynamic between man and nature. For, in the town’s iridescent ocean, its exotic marine life and majestic mountains, I found myself reinforced in my belief that while human culture may be full of the marvellous, it is in nature that one truly finds the sublime.
http://economictimes.indiatimes.com...aywrap&ncode=75903408e0b98cc62ba08fe4f10059f3