Happy Father’s Day. As I type, I’m watching Bug and the boys attempt to play in the Adriatic. Apparently, it’s a little cold for David’s liking. 😂
I woke this morning to the sun shining through my berth’s porthole and the sound of breakfast being prepared. When I emerged from my room, everyone except Keegs was sitting down to breakfast. Ben had prepared eggs, cereals, yogurt, and bread for us.
After breakfast, we set sail for Stari Grad. Ben let Boone steer.
It took about two hours to get from where we docked overnight to Stari Grad on Hrav. We sailed past Brac and spotted Split in the distance. Of course, when we arrived at port, my phone died and I couldn’t take pictures as we walked around the old town.
Stari Grad is easily walkable and the major sites seen within a few hours – if you’re going really slow. There are more churches per townspeople, I think. I’m told this is the oldest settlement in Croatia. The stone buildings remind me of the French countryside, and for good measure, there’s two communist-era hotels.
A view of the harbor:
Ben made us an awesome lunch of antipasta. It was perfect before heading off to the swimming hole. Unfortunately, we forgot our swimming shoes on the boat and the water was chilly, so he hiked back to the boat.
I didn’t get a picture, but Boone made friends with a donkey. He kept looking for excuses to feed it more grass.
Obligatory family picture.