We must now get ourselves and WABO prepared for our guests [ Mick and Marty] , This means clearing out the forward cabin- which is jammed FULL , of bikes, suitcases ,cockpit cushions etc, we must expect that dispersing of all of this is a challenge.
In the mean time we met some fellow aussies from Fremantle , they also have a yacht here.They arrived a few days ago and have a hire car. The offer of a lift to Split to do some washing and finally sort out a dongle for wi fi was too good to pass up, as we only had a couple of hours before Mick and Marty arrived.
I talked Frank into coming with me just in case I didn’t understand the wi fi connection.
He was reluctant but came anyway.
We set off to Split with the fellow aussies, only to discover the vip store is closed on a Saturday afternoon
We just wasted two precious hours .
Well’ not entirely we were able to do washing and have a beer.
Frank was chomping on the bit (quote from my dad)
We were now in a panic to get on the bus and get to the airport on time.
The decision was made – Frank do the house work and I collect the guests’ “perfect”.
Mick and Marty now safely at the Marina and ready for thier adventure on the seas, after 3 1/2 weeks of 4 star luxury hotels, Mick suddenly decides he is claustrophobic. time to “toughen up Princess” . We then spent most of that day rolling on the floor laughing. We did manage to lift and rearrange – yet again,to accommodate thier belongings.
WABO is quite adequate for 4 people. a little cosy maybe’ but adequate!
I now have a suitcase bedside table!!!
We decided to spend the day in Trogir , this is nicknamed Venice without the water, where there are lots of small alleys, we had a lot of fun exploring.Of course, food is always a reward at the end. We ate at a very nice place located at the fort end of the promenade, called Fontanas, 3 course’s for 80kn , Marty had scampi, the rest of us had tuna.this also included a schnapps
agh “Living the dream”.
Now back to Marina Kastela at Gomilica,
Gomilica is an important part of our destination when buying a ticket for the bus – as there are a few Kastela (Castle villages) along the route.
We had lots of rain and thunder storms (very cosy in WABO) and plenty of Gute Fahrt Wind, so we decided for Mick and Marty’s
FIRST EVER sail we would wait for a bit of a calmer day!
This left us a spare day – Frank requires another visit to hardware, he has found another one called Brodemerkur. Could it be possible BETTER than Bauhaus!
Men happy, so Marty and I set off to Emmersetti Shopping complex so i could finally get walking shoes (some serious exercise is required) we all then met in Split.
We now have a dongle so internet and updates hopefully will be done a little more regular. (power permitting)
We have caught many buses, and met some wonderful friendly people , I find local transport the best way to discover interesting things about the towns, and also gives a different view of a place , not just tourist things. The bus home from split has been the most entertaining, It must have been the oldest slinky bus left. the seats were wood, similar to old school chairs and so smooth , actually slippery from the many bums that have been sliding onto them. Mick was standing in the slinky [swivel] part and he likened it to a roller coaster ride – the breaks were definitely metal to metal , This would be quite a challenge for the bus driver, although I think he thought he was Schumacher!!
We were invited to a Croatian Festival,with traditional dancing as guest of the Marina Kastela
The ladys at the Marina speak perfect English but we somehow missed the important part of the destination.
Dancing festival, must be at an outdoor theatre!! [or so we thought]
We were picked up by cheaufeur and dropped of in Split at the most amazing Opera house, of course we were dressed a little casual, but warm, as we thought we would be outside. we are tourist after all !!
It was just breathtaking , beautiful chandelier, with decorated ceilings, ornate gold surrounding the dress circles’, and royal boxes, and we were just 5 rows from the front.
We were entertained for 2 hours from the traditional Croatian dance team – who travel the world performing.
There dance technique is amazing , lifting there feet about 10 cm of the ground with precision timing while singing and moving around the stage in formation. The traditional costumes are beautiful some embroidered for a scene and then a costume change to the most immaculate white linen . Unfortunately we were unable to take photos and there was no program. We were all mesmerized.
This performance was fundraising for a community centre that was built 50 years ago to help children and adults living with disability’s they have permanent resident’s as well as day care facilities.
It is now time to continue our sail journey, WABO stocked , nice force 2-3 winds , we set off cruising nicely ,
We decided to anchor on the north side of Brac as the forecast was force 2 nw winds, as we came through the passage the wind sprung to force 4 wnw with 1.5 swell. soooo many white horses!!
suddenly it all became very hectic and loud with WABO nose diving into the waves – Mick Says “I didn’t s sign up for this”
We then had to reef the main and furl the Jib, Frank and i were busy doing this while mick was at the helm.I even found myself saying “Mick HEAD IT INTO THE WIND” with as much force as the wind and him saying “but the wind keeps changing”
and all this time poor Marty was busy keeping her eye on the horizon, a tiny voice says” If I burp now it will have lumps”. oh’
I think a bucket is required as hanging over the side just wasn’t an option!
Next time forget the ginger tablets take the chemical’s!!
We made our way into a very nice cove called Osibova quite exhausted.
but all is soon forgotten and now time for fun,
There is a few unfinished building projects here and after meeting a gentleman who was fishing off the rocks , he gave us the rundown .The one with the crane was being built by an italian man who has since died, and the other project the person is in Jail!!
Frank must tinker on the boat today so we decided to walk to Milna and have a good look arround.
The road into Milna is lined with stone walls for most of the way with tiny shrine’s along the route.
The village itself is very interesting. There are houses and shops and restaurant’s between derelict buildings .The facade is still as it was built many years ago with mini Juliet balcony’s, but behind it has bushes and plants growing and the remanets of what was probably the original house.
We ate again at Sidro and were not disappointed. Davidenja