It is this sense of hope, this very small and yet powerful dose of probability that
makes me feel wonderful about every conservation project in the country. It helps you find courage; and gives you confidence, that for everything wrong in the world, there is someone, in some corner of the earth, doing his bit to make this a better place.
The year is 2015 and the olive ridleys have long back been declared ‘Vulnerable. We are in Velas, a sleepy little fishing village nestled away in a remote corner of Maharashtra. Velas has come a long way from the days in the 1980s when turtles topped the list of delicacies; adults and hatchlings hunted for meat and eggs collected as a routine. Since then a small number of people from the community have set in motion a conservation effort that would go a long way and put Velas on the map for being a village that helps in and also benefits from conservation efforts. Every year, especially during February and March, the village plays host to a large number of conservation experts and enthusiasts who gather to witness the conservation effort in action.
















