Arriving in Pula, Istria

Thursday 6th September. We were promised a Beaufort scale force 5 – 6 on the beam to make the sail from Mali Losinj to the Istrian peninsular, so off we set. The direction was good, but we ended up with storm force winds, over 42 knots for a time, and we had to reef heavily. Thankfully we had a very fast trip, averaging over 7 knots and much of the time showing over 9 knots on our instruments, well in excess of our hull speed!

Sailing in a gale
Hold on!

We had a truly stoic and uncomplaining crew Blake and Martha, both new to sailing. They say ignorance is bliss!  Needless to say the wine we enjoyed for our late lunch in the Marina Pomer, on the south eastern side of the Istrian peninsular, went down a treat.

Friday 7th September as the winds were moderating we sailed 15 more miles round to Pula, famous for its Roman remains.

Approaching Pula
Approaching Pula - Amphitheatre close to shoreline
Martha and Mo approaching Pula
Martha and Mo looking forward to seeing Pula

We spent 2 lovely days here exploring the pretty old town, the Forum, a 2nd century amphitheatre, the old city gates and the piece de resistance, the fabulously well preserved 1st century Roman amphitheatre, one of the largest in Europe, second or third in size to the Colliseum in Rome. We heard tales of gladiatorial contests but it was hard to imagine as the arena was being fitted out with a full sized ice rink to host Ice Hockey games!

The Roman Forum at Pula
The Roman Forum at Pula
Smaller amphitheatre - 2nd century
Smaller amphitheatre - 2nd century
Large 1st eentury Amphitheatre
1st century Amphitheatre
Towering amphitheatre
Towering Amphitheatre
Old town
Old town

Pula was also home for James Joyce as he taught in Pula for a few years around 1904. He is remembered fondly with a larger than life bronze statue of Joyce reclining in a chair at a kerbside cafe under the Roman arch in the Old Town.

Farewell to Blake and Martha on Saturday 8th September as they left to start their journey back to Houston Texas.

In lovely sunny weather, we sailed 30 miles or so north to Vsar, a pretty hill town, where we spent a very pleasant evening and morning. Vsar’s claim to fame is that nearby it has the second largest naturist camp in Europe!

Vsar
Vsar

On Monday we returned south to the famous old town of Rovinj, picked up a buoy off the town and had a lazy day swimming. On Tuesday 11th, we headed into the Marina. Sue and Dick have just arrived in glorious sunshine and we are looking forward to a good week.  As we have a couple of inclement days ahead, we plan to explore the very historic town of Rovinj together.

Getting going in September

We arrived at Sukosan on Wednesday 29th August and got ready to launch Deja Vu II on 30th. Good to be back in the water, we got the boat ship shape and ready to go.

Captain
Captain at the start of the trip
and the crew
And the crew

Our Texan friends Blake and Martha arrived on time Friday soon after noon, almost at the same time as clouds gathered overhead to obliterate the Summer sun we had previously been enjoying. Blake and Martha had never sailed before and we were hoping for settled conditions to introduce them to our world, but it was not meant to be as the weather was taking a turn for the worst.  It was not long before we had a full storm with monsoon style rain and gale force winds.  Consolation was a great fish feast at our favourite Sukosan restaurant Kod Guste…we had Mo’s favourite, a John Dory and  rather good bream to follow the mixed shell starter.

recognising the fish
Help to recognise the fish!

A trough of low pressure was settled over the Mediterranean pushing cold fronts over the Adriatic, and we just had to make do with cooler, fresher, wetter and windier weather than we had hoped for.

On Saturday, the first day of September, we agreed on a land day and took the umbrellas with us to inspect the Archaeological Museum in Zadar. It provided much needed shelter and plenty of interest and our visit there was followed by a very pleasant long lunch.

Sunday, although still unsettled, was brighter with more moderate winds, so we sailed 20 miles to Molat, picked up a buoy, swam all afternoon and had a great BBQ on board…yes more fish from a passing fisherman..was it a Grouper? and chicken…

Getting used to the boat
Blake and Martha at sea

Next day we headed north again, a 30 mile trip, part motoring, part sailing to Mali Losinj. We arrived at the Marina in another deluge.

Mali Losinj
Marina at Mali Losinj

Tuesday dawned sunny – Blake and Martha explored the town, but lunchtime squalls drove us into the nearby restaurant for platters of grilled sardines and very excellent chilled Zlathina. Blake and Martha were adjusting well to the boat and seemed to have no trouble embracing the new way of life!

Relaxing in Croatian style
Blake and Martha relaxing in true Croatian style

Last week in Croatia – this time

Our last week has been spent in Sukosan, in Marina Dalmacia where we have kept Déjà Vu for the last 4 years, and indeed where we originally bought her back in 2008. It is the largest marina in Croatia and has many charter fleets operating from here. In spite of its vast size we have found it to be friendly, well equipped and very well organised. We have discovered on our return this time that the Marina has just been sold to a Turkish organisation and will, in future, be known as Dalmacia Marina, or D Marina. We wonder what changes are going to occur.

New owners
New owners at Dalmacia

We are impressed with the DHMZ Croatian Met Office as their forecasting is most of the time spot on. It was their warnings of a Bora that brought us back 2 days earlier than planned.

We moored up about 4pm on Saturday 21st July and by the evening we sat watching a spectacular electric storm. The light show spanned 180 degrees with a fantastic display of fork and sheet lightning. Thunder followed then rain and then wind. A Bora, the famous Croatian storm, was underway. The Bora lasted over 48 hours with sustained wind speeds of 50-70 knots. Croatia was brought to a standstill with the mountain roads closed and ferries cancelled. Wild though it was it did not stop us doing loads of cleaning and maintenance jobs.

On Tuesday 24th July, in much calmer conditions, Déjà Vu was lifted out of the water and parked on her cradle. More work to do, but we did manage a daily bike ride to the beach for a swim.

Deja Vu on cradle
Back on her cradle
View from Laguna beach
View from Laguna beach

We leave tomorrow, Friday 27th July.

Since we left UK on May 2nd, we have spent 64 days at sea, travelled 1343 miles, visited 3 new countries in addition to Croatia, met up and sailed with several friends and family. It has been great and we are quite a bit browner. Now we leave behind our small and simple world aboard Déjà Vu and look ahead to a bigger and much more complicated world awaiting us in Farnham. Best of all will be seeing all our family and friends again.

Supper on Murter
Hope to see you soon x

Lastovo to Viz and north towards home

Having spent 2 lovely days on Lastovo, we sailed north to the island of Vis. Vis is the largest of the western islands of Croatia with a long history from Stone Age, through the Roman Empire, the successive  usually short-lived rules of Austro-Hungarians, French, English and Italians.  In WW2 it was the main base for the partisan navy and British Special Operation forces were on the island helping the partisans against the Germans. Like Lastovo it remained a military bastion has only been open to visitors for the past twenty years or so. The main bay we went into on the north coast has the pretty village of Kut on the Eastern edge, linked by a delightful coast street path to the main town of Vis on the Western side.

Vis is famous for its wine and olive oil and we managed to leave with both on board!

 

Kut
Kut, Vis town

Looking ahead to our last couple of weeks, we were aware of a northerly depression threatening in a few days time, so we decided to take advantage of the southerly winds and head north again.

We decided the north coast of Hvar that Mo wants to explore, would have to wait for another trip.

We ran the cruising chute again, then goose winged with the pole out and arrived at Sesula Bay on the Eastern end of Solta Island just south of Maslinica. A place we had visited a few times before with the attraction of an excellent fish restaurant, but this time we found it crowded with the mooring buoys reserved! We took the last buoy at the alternative, untried, restaurant and spent the afternoon watching dozens more boats come into the bay, circle round, either anchor, squeeze in somewhere or disappear off again. We realised we were in mid July and the charter fleets were out in their droves – time to head home! The alternative restaurant proved to be every bit as good as the other one, so we were not disappointed.

July 15th. One more northerly run in freshening southerly winds took us, via a pleasant lunchtime anchorage in Stari Togir, to Marina Frapa, Rogoznica, where we planned to take shelter from the strong north easterly winds forecast for the next day. We knew friend Max was finishing his holiday with friends on board, so we took a berth in the Marina and were directed to the exact position opposite his boat. What a coincidence!

Needless to say we had a great time catching up with Max, Paul, Bertie, Martin and Keith, in the rather good restaurant Mario’s run by Mario’s wife.

Transport to the restaurant
Transport to the restaurant
Dinner with the MaXian Crew
Lots of wine drunk with the MaXian Crew

Next couple of days forecast windy, so we ran up to Zirje, some 15 miles north, before the wind got a hold. Mo had to pick up a mooring buoy in 30knots, whilst Nigel kept the boat steady! Success and relatively easy, we were lucky as it was soon blowing 40knots over the deck. It did calm down late evening and we enjoyed the island with some good walks.

Deja Vu on buoy in Zirje
Deja Vu on buoy in Zirje
Ashore for a walk
Ashore for a walk

Only a few days to go now before we are back in Sukosan for the clean up before our drive home. Hoping the car will still have wheels!

Next update will most likely be The Road Trip return!

 

Lastovo

Lastovo is a gem in the Adriatic and we are so glad we have discovered it! There are lots of very sheltered anchorages and it is so unspoilt.

Today, Wednesday 12th July (I think) we rented a motor scooter and toured the island.  We went on every single road and travelled about 30km altogether. It reminded us of previous holidays on Greek islands! The roads were in fantastic condition and we went to the main town of Lastovo, high up in the centre of the island. Here are some pictures to describe our day

Nigel on bike
On our Bike
Lastovo old town
Lastovo old town
Old town view
Lastovo old town
Fumari
Lastovo is famous for Fumaris - can you read this??
Oldest fumari on Lastovo
Oldest fumari on Lastovo
North coast
Sheltered bay on north coast

Lastovo used to be out of bounds to foreigners for military reasons, and it was only since the 1990’s that visitors could land there. It is a beautiful unspoilt island with a very fertile interior. Lots of vineyards producing some pretty good local wines.

veli lago
Moored at Veli Lago
mali lago
Mali lago

 

 

Heading back into Southern Croatia

July 4th, we met up with our Farnham friends, Yvonne and Paul in Herceg Novi, Montenegro and the next day we checked out of Montenegro, sailed 25 miles up the coast with the cruising chute and checked back into Croatia at Cavtat on Thursday 5th July. We had been away almost exactly a month. We spent our first night back at anchor in Tiha Bay, Cavtat and enjoyed a Cuthbert style BBQ.

Nigel Mo Yvonne and Paul
Enjoying life on board

Our time with Yvonne and Paul went quickly, it was only 5 days, but we managed some good sailing, visited Okuklje on Mljet, Sipanska Luka for another great gourmet fish dinner at Marco’s, an explore around Sipan and the adjacent mainland.

Okuklje, Mljet
Okuklje, Mljet
Deja Vu ata nchor in Okuklje
Deja Vu at anchor in Okuklje
Marcos
Marco's on Sipan

 

the haircut
Thanks for the haircut Yvonne!

Our plan to drop our visitors off at Slano to get a taxi to the airport was foiled when our attempts to moor there were thwarted by unexpected 35 knot onshore gusts in the bay and a sudden failure of the bow thruster! Plan B came into play and we had a lively sail downwind to Zaton, close to the famous Dubrovnik Bridge, where we managed to moor up for their last night on board.

Veli Zaton
Veli Zaton

Yvonne and Paul left us on Monday July 9th and we turned north once again stopping off at Polace on Mljet, then the delightful Racisce Bay, just south of Korcula Town in the island of Korcula.

Nigel’s investigation into the bow thruster failure took us into Korcula Town in the dinghy which proved to be a lively and exciting trip dodging waves, ferries and everything else! We went to see the engineer who had fixed our outboard last time we visited, who assured Nigel the part he had taken to show him was not broken, and we did not need a new pin!  Back to the diagnostic drawing board and as you know Nigel is not one to be defeated. He sweated buckets in the heat of the evening, reassembled the unit, realigning various parts, and success, it worked!

Very relieved this is fixed, although we do need more oil in the gearbox.

It is now Wednesday 11th July and today we had perhaps the best sail of the trip, as we journeyed from Korcula to Lastovo. We covered just over 20 miles with 15 knots of wind, which started as a broad reach, bent round to a beam reach and finished up a close reach before it died 2 miles before our destination. It was perfect sailing, averaging 5.5 knots.

Lastovo
Rounding south east coast of Lastovo

We thought we had seen most of Croatia’s surprises, but here at Skrivena Luka on Lastovo, we seem to have found one of the best places it has to offer. It is beautiful, unspoilt, quiet, roomy – it is quite perfect and we feel immensely lucky to be here right now. Look out for the next posting, all about Lastovo.

Update from Billy

Well,  where shall I start with this report.  What a time we have had.  We were told we were coming to a quiet country retreat where nothing much happened.  Wrong!  What will they throw at us next?  The first upset was when 2 strange cars turned up and 8 humans moved in – 4 large ones and 4 of the kind they call boys.  We could have coped with that but the large, hairy DOG was more than we could bear!  Daisy moved out and took up residence in a small stone building and I have to confess I shared it with her from time to time.  The Sue and Dick humans brought us food but there was a good supply of mice so we were OK.  This situation lasted for a whole week and we ventured out on a Saturday morning to find the coast clear.  A great deal of washing was blowing in the wind but all was otherwise calm.  Imagine our distress when more cars arrived that afternoon this time bringing 6 big humans and 2 very small ones.  Big ones we can cope with but the small ones were more scary than the dog so it was back to the shed!  We had not forgotten our main purpose and I can say with complete certainty that there are no rabbits in Sue and Dick’s bedroom.  I keep a personal watch from the bed and none have dared venture in.  We have supplemented our usual diet by catching and eating quite a few in the grounds and we are ably abetted by 5 fox cubs.  The Sue human seems quite pleased that her plants seem to be thriving as the rabbits are keeping their distance

We survived the visitation of the little people.  The one called Mia can now crawl which is alarming in the extreme and the one called Elin moves very fast which frightens us.  There was peace for one day although the kitchen looked chaotic with many pots and pans in use.  The reason for this became apparent on Monday when, to our horror, many cars arrived in the evening and 18 people arrived to be fed.  There was much noise and many bottles appeared by our cat flap – all empty!  It seems this was called fundraising and we saw much money being exchanged.  Smoked salmon makes us sick!!

We were left for 2 days after all this and Sue and Dick went somewhere for a rest – so they said.  When they returned we thought the worst was over but no, more cars arrived and we have had another week of upheaval.  This time just big humans but with another large dog.  However, I decided to show my mettle this time and stayed around to hiss at him.  It worked a treat and the dog was terrified of me.  So I kept hissing every time I saw him and reduced him to a trembling wreck!  Very satisfying.  Now all is quiet and they tell me it will stay that way for a while.  I have to say it will be nice to relax and concentrate on the serious business of rabbit catching.  Daisy ate a whole one yesterday so I’ll have to get one of my own.  Daisy and I don’t really get on and we avoid each other as much as possible but I do like the humans.  I no longer bite and scratch but submit meekly to cuddles and being carried downstairs when I have completed my rabbit watch in the bedroom.  It seems the best policy to ensure food and a warm lap!  We will try to submit more regular reports now things have calmed down.

Southern Montenegro

Our night passage north from Albania concluded at 8am at the Customs Quay in Bar, a port we visited just 2 weeks previously, convenient to clear immigration and customs formalities. This was soon done and we left speedily to find a quiet anchorage so we could catch up on the lost sleep of the previous night passage.

Customs quay in Bar
Customs quay in Bar

We settled on St Stefan, a pretty holiday bay sheltered by the iconic rocky headland, home to the famous St Stefan hotel.

St stefan
St Stefan
Hotel
The hotel on St Stefan

We slept well, enjoyed lazy swimming and when sufficiently irritated by the afternoon jet skiers, we left and headed into Budva, just a couple of miles further north.

What a fun town!

Budva Marina
Budva Marina
Budva
View over Budva Old Town
Budva old town
Budva Old Town

Clearly party central for the mixed race holidaymakers, many Russians. The thumping disco finally quietened down around 1am, but we were away exploring the cafe bars in the old walled town. Again a picture postcard lovely town with beautiful churches, spires, bell towers and impressive citadel which we climbed for stunning views over the bay. Mo was fascinated by the library inside the citadel. Filled with many English language books, one title included ‘Scouting in Serbia’ where the youth depicted on the cover was heavy laden with weapons!

Tower
Bell tower in Budva Old town
Citadel library
Books in the library at the Citadel

From Budva to Bigova, 10 miles or so north up the coast, we anchored in the quiet bay and enjoyed a lovely sunset.

Sunset at Bigova
Sunset at Bigova

July 3rd  we revisit Herceg Novi in the Gulf of Kotor briefly to collect Paul and Yvonne, our Farnham friends who are flying into Dubrovnik. They will join us on the sail back into Croatia.

We have enjoyed Montenegro. We are sure the new airport at Tivat will find itself on the Easy jet or Ryan Air destination list before too long!

Arrival in Albania

Tuesday 26th June – We had an uneventful trip from Erikoussa to the Gulf of Vlore. The highlights included the sunrise over Albania again and a visit from a pod of dolphins!

Sunrise
Sunrise over Southern Albania
Hoisting the flag
Hoisting the Albanian flag

As we rounded the long peninsular that forms the entrance to the Gulf of Vlore we spotted hundreds of abandoned bunkers littering the hillsides . This is supposed to be a very busy port, but we saw no boats, no one, nothing at all. It was eerily silent.

Gulf of Vlore
Gulf of Vlore
Bunkers
Bunkers on the hillsides

The Gulf of Vlore appeared empty of boats despite being a huge expanse of water.  Ahead we could see the new oil export terminal and the buildings of Vlore.  We headed for the main harbour to check-in as instructed and after berthing alongside a car ferry, were met by our apponted agent.  Nigel left with him to do the formalities and Mo was in charge of the boat.  As soon as Nigel and the agent had left she was beset by a gang of teenage boys wanting food, money, cigarettes and anything else they could think of.  She engaged them in conversation that consisted mainly of No, and an attempt to enagage about football.  Meanwhile Nigel and the agent were now offsite in an internet cafe copying papers and filling forms.  Returning to the boat we were free to go and off we set to the small Orikum Marina, about 6 miles to the south.

Marina at Orikum
Marina at Orikum

This is a small but friendly Marina with a hairy entrance, narrow and shallow.  Moored up and showered, we entertained three Americans from a neighbouring boat, the only other visitors, for cocktails.  Dinner which we shared with them was in a nearby restaurant which provided excellent food and wine at prices left behind by the rest of Europe 20 years ago.

Wednesday 27th –  We had not planned to sail this day as the forecast was for strong winds.

35 knot day
35 knot day

They were not wrong apart from the strength which the forecasters had underestimated.  We took a taxi for the morning to visit the mountains of Southern Albania driving through the national park.  The views were breathtaking as we climbed from fertile valley through alpine forest and into the clouds and on up, must have been well over 2000ft to a view of Northern Corfu and across to Otranto in Italy.  We also saw a small boat with three Americans in a very uncomfortable looking sea, they were warned!

Road trip to National Park in Southern Albania
Road trip round National Park
national park
The National Park
Dhermi
Stunning beaches at Dhermi

A road apparently funded by the Italians zig-zagged down the mountainside to the coast where we visited beautiful and little developed sandy beaches.  What a land of opportunity this is!  Returning to the Marina for the afternoon we walked down to see the waves hitting the somewhat inadequate breakwater. (see above)  I would not like to be around when the wind and sea really get going.

Farewell to Greece

Due to an unforeseen electrical problem we were obliged to spend 2  further nights in Corfu’s Gouvia Marina to get it fixed, and this we did with impressive efficiency by the local Marine company.

We opted for another trip into Corfu Town to visit the rather impressive forts that proudly guard the town  and we did not want to leave Greece behind without another mention of Corfu Town.  As described before the town has a lot of character and charm in its labyrinth of narrow streets. This time we headed for the fort and discovered a different part of town and once again enjoyed stunning Venetian style buildings, large squares and narrow streets with surprises around each corner.

Street scene
Street scene
Town view
Town view
Venetian style buildings
Venetian style
Mo
Mo in Old Town

The Old Fortress was worth visiting, although the lack of any kind of information about its history was staggering. We had to gen up after the visit!

The Old Fortress
The Old Fortress
Moat
Venetian-cut moat

Built in Byzantine times on a natural peninsular, the Venetians turned it into an island during the 15th century and successfully held out against several onslaughts by the Ottoman Turks in the 16th century. The British has a presence 1815-1864 and thereafter, when Corfu became part of Greece, the fort was little used.  During WWII the island was occupied by the Italians and then the Germans. Many internal parts of the fort were destroyed at that time.

Entrance to Old Fortress
Entrance to Old Fortress
inside the fortress
Inside the fortress
cannon
Russian cannon

We left Corfu on Monday 25th June, having checked out of the country officially, and we headed north.

We cleared the top of Corfu and set about tacking in the Westerley wind to the first of the Diapondia Islands, Erikoussa. Here we anchored in Porto Bay for the night – we could not of course go ashore! – in preparation for an early start north through the straits of Otranto to Albania.

Anchored in Porto Bay
At anchor in Porto Bay

 

Porto Bay
Porto Bay