Leaving our sleepy village we headed for a famous swim spot, just off the coast of a large island Korcula. The great thing about this cruise trip has been that you can ask the captain to stop where ever you want, as there are a lot of beautiful small islets that would be impossible to get to doing it independantly (or cost a lot). The hot shower and shade, and music make sun bathing pretty awesome. Sun cream is a must though, and surprisingly emily didn’t get burnt at all. In the afternoon we docked in Korcula port, a town with a small peninsula that houses the old town. It’s arranged in a fish shape, with the alleys aligned against the prevailing wind; an obvious point as the wind and swelling grew, making staying in the boat in the sun to relax a exercise in sea sickness tolerance. We then went on a organised excursion, this one a little less successful than the wine tasting. Of the 1.5 hrs of ‘independent’ kayaking we were suppose to get we had only been going for 30 min being guided around before they called it a day. Little did they tell us that the time also included a stop at a random island for an apple, glass of water and trip to a old quarry. After a quick stern word, Emily and I were off on our own for a extra 30 min of beautiful kayaking around sheltered inlets – exactly what we wanted. Classic move on our way home, as they didn’t budget for enough transport; we sat on the floor of a bus for a bumpy ride home.
A quick dinner with the group at a local pizza restaurant confirmed that I had reached my pizza saturation point (to much carbs and cheese with no vegetables :). A few drinks as the local night club went down a treat. Getting a flat gin and tonic and asking for a new one, usually means you get 2 drinks in the end. Now a tried and true strategy.
As the sun set, the waves calmed down making the sleep in that much better ( although sleeping in a bunk all week has made me feel like I’m five, and my room should be painted in a pirate theme with stars on the roof). Similarly getting off the top bunk can be a groin destroyer in the middle of the night
Next morning breakfast was a funny affair. White bread and spread is a daily item, but today we have ‘Woody’s’ . Its not very bad bourdon and coke in 440ml giant cans, but small sausages, commonly known in Croatia apparently as woody’s. our boats bar man and waiter is called ‘Bobo’ as this being his first sail Croatia trip is very keen to serve (and show off his 6 tattoos) – a classic addition to the dinning room.
Off to Hvar (10 Points in scrabble) which is known as the party island in the high season. At the moment it’s quiet as we have come only in the second week of the sailing season. The town has numerous night clubs in the high season, with a small island off the port with a forest and tree hut bar serving as the aftermatch location when all the other clubs close at 2am.
In the afternoon we walked up the hill to a fantastic fort which protected the city during many invasions over the last 4 centuries. Another amazing view of the blue clear water and terracotta and white houses. At this point, I needed some sugar as getting pretty tired and unfortunately I’ll have to admit that coke and ice tea are pretty good at their jobs.

That night we had a great dinner before hitting a local club. A great night out having drinks with our group before hitting the dance floor for songs like ‘I’m in a boat’.
We came back to our boat to found a minor boating emergency. One of our crew had gone out for the night and forgotten to turn of the water hose filling our tanks, such that now water was pouring over the deck and flooding our dining room. Waking the captain at 3 am is not a pleasant experience but at least we didn’t flood.

Off to split the next day, we were half way there before we arose after a big night out. The captain decided to put the ‘sail’ into sail Croatia by putting up the forward head sail 🙂 Motoring along, we arrived mid afternoon back were the adventure all began.