Hrvatska the second installment
Hrvatska Skardin 43:49.02N 15:55.32E
Skardin is about 20NM up the
The day after the Princess’s birthday
instead of catching the ferry to HVAR we motored across and anchored in the
harbour. Hvar is the best Venetian style town yet. Even better than Kotor which
we loved. Our guests climbed to the Citadel (built in 1557 and known as
Španjola) for a fantastic view while Irene and I went shopping for Christmas
presents for Gabby, Richard, Hudson and soon to be born Cooper Turner as Steve
and Rhonda offered to carry them back to NZ for us. Just east of the Španjola on
St Nicholas Hill stands Napoleon’s Fortress built around 1811. Hvar is the
sunniest place in the
Steve found a bonzer place for lunch, a small grotto at the rear of a restaurant and we sat amongst the trees for lunch. Our waiter was a character and real Homer Simpson fan. (See tattoo below). Explored the town, went to the markets for fresh veggies and then off to Vela Garška to tie up stern too in splendid isolation. This didn’t last long and eventually we were joined by two other yachts. Deer kept appearing from the pine forests and meandering around the waters edge. Swannee continued with her Rummikub domination, no news from John Gilder so it must be a lay day in the Louis Vuiton Cup finals. Bob taught us a card game, using two packs called bastard gin. A fine game fast and funny.
Homer Simpson – why would you do it? The things you see @ sea
June 5th was a long motor to Šibenik. We did have a little wind for a while and Bob & I got the MPS flying for the 5th time since we have owned it. Still doesn’t furl properly so I guess it have to be recut eventually? Up the Krka River and stayed overnight in an uninhabited bay called Beretuša and BBQ fired up for sausages with mashed potatoes, peas and fried onions plus some good reds. Beaut!
Team NZ won by 55 seconds!
Skradin is a unique town and we went
stern to at the town dock, a promenade along the river bank and we were tied up
opposite a town square and a range of shops, bars and restaurants. We rented
bikes to visit the falls and then rode them 6k in and 6k back again. Mine had a
seat on it fit for a Tour d’France entrant and I was decidedly sore by the end
of the trip! The
Bob & Swannee at the falls These are magic cascade falls
The rest of the day was a hoot. Immediately opposite our stern to position was a wine bar called Maté and a fellow was sitting out front playing a squeeze box. Bob was watching with interest and then announced, hey we have just been invited for a drink, and the fellow playing the squeeze box has just waved us over! Well over some of us went and soon we had met Walter, wife Mary and crew Mundey, they owned a 60’ Choy Lee cutter rigged ketch moored elsewhere and had driven in for the day. Ample cheap red wine consumed, songs sung and lots of laughs! This gave Swannee enough Dutch courage to wander down the dock to a Jeanneau DS54 and asking them if we could have a look at the yacht as Bob was considering buying one.
On we went and the 7 Austrians made us
very welcome and plied us with a terrific Austrian Sauvignon Blanc which they
had bought with them on the 5 hour drive to
Team NZ wins 5-0 over Luna Rossa by 55 seconds in this final race. I bet the Italians are devastated as they had such high hope for James Spithill and the team.
Somehow we ended up having dinner with the crew off the DS54 and the night ended with lots of laughter and dancing. While Bob was swinging Irene through a move, one of her earrings came off. It was her favourites and while we found the earring that night it wasn’t until the staff were cleaning up next morning that they found the butterfly clip and returned it to the yacht. Great people and we will go back when our English & French friends join us later this month.