The distance from Daringbadi to NH-5 is around 120 KM. About twenty five KMs of the road at Daringbadi end is not very smooth, so one has to drive cautiously. Rest of the road was in good shape. Though it was a two lane undivided road, it was sufficiently wide and I did not find too many vehicles.

Started from Daringbadi at around half past six in the morning, reaching NH-5 shortly before ten (with two stops for tea and breakfast). My destination was Puri and I took the shortest route.

I knew from Google map that I had to look for a place called Pallur, where the road to ferry at Krishnaprasad branched off. This is the picture of the road when you are coming from Bhubaneswar side. I have tried to enlarge and highlight the board here, to give an idea of what the board says.

This is the place from a close shot. Here you have to take left to reach Krishnaprasad, where the ferry services for Satpada are available (45-50 KMs away from here).
Only if I had an idea that the ferry service was closed! 
This is the road immediately after taking the turn. I took this road from the opposite direction a year ago, this time the only difference I found was the annoying presence of many speed breakers.

I believe that roads in Orissa are usually good and this road one is no exception. Due to scorching heat of the sun, pedestrians were few. This is a road where you do not have much human settlement.

As I do not employ a GPS device and have the habit of stopping frequently to ask for direction. About fifteen KM ahead of Puri there was a T junction and I stopped there to find out the right direction. Two young men were riding a bike. They told me first that the ferry service was closed. They also said that small boats were indeed available for taking us to the other side but larger vessels were no more present to transport my car.
Half believing them, I continued my journey. I was anxious. I had left the highway over an hour ago. There was absolutely no place on this road where you may get any food, unless one reaches the main highway (NH-5) again. And then I shall have to drive further for another four hours, simply because of my ignorance of the closure of this ferry service. Even my wife could sense my apprehension.
I reached the jetty and found that there was indeed no vessel for taking us to the other side. I had no other option except to turn back. As the car’s windows were shut and the AC was working, I could not smoke for long, so I came out of the car and lit up a cigarette. I was also curious to know why the ferry service was closed.
I could not know for certain why this service closed down. There were eight or ten men sitting there, obviously waiting for boat. And there was a single pan shop, which sold cigarettes. The problem with the owner of this shop was that he could not speak Hindi or English. And my knowledge of Oriya language was extremely limited. But I understood that he was talking something of a large boat. A very faint hope dawned in my mind and I nodded in reply. He said something to a person, who ran in turn, to call up someone. Immediately afterwards a young man came. He looked up at my car and agreed to take all four of us (me, wife, daughter and car) to Satpada for seven hundred and fifty rupees. After little bargaining this amount was reduced to six hundred.
The boat was brought. Wooden planks were placed to load my car on it.

The car was loaded. The only problem was that as the engine portion was heavier than the rear portion (although mine was a petrol car), the boat leaned towards the port side. To compensate this the boatmen gathered a block of concrete from somewhere and placed it towards the opposite (starboard) side. We were also asked to sit on that side, which helped. Only the wheelbase of the car stood on the boat, both ends protruding out. I put the car on gear and switched off the engine, engaging handbrake. For extra safety the boatmen (there were two) secured the wheels by tying them with ropes with the boat.

My car at Satapada, after the wheels are untied. The concrete block is visible.

Curious onlookers gathering.

Finally reached Satapada, from where Puri is only 48 KM away. This is the place in front of the Orissa Tourism development Corporation’s hotel (Panthnivas) in Satapada. But it was worth another one and half hours drive, considering that this stretch alone had over 250 speed breakers (on a modest estimate of at least 5 speed breakers per KM).

Reached puri at around half past one at noon and checked into a hotel. An AC room with a large bed costed me Rs 1410/- per day. As I have been to Puri innumerable times, I did not come out of the hotel any further on that day, although my wife and daughter went to the beachfront market located at Swrgadwar area for some shopping.
Thanks for reading. I shall describe the remaining portion of this trip in one more episode. Feel free to ask any question.
Regards,
Rahul,
Cossipore, North Calcutta.