To the Pakleni Otoci 2007 Route

This year we went sailing for two weeks in September. Our ship this year was the same Bénéteau Oceanis 311 (Tamara) we used in 2005 and our route can be found below. The trip was a combination of days covering relatively large distances, and days spent in bays for necessary rest & relaxation. We visited quite a few new places.

The weather was good. Again, a lot of northerly winds (Bura, Tramontana and Maestral). Usually between 10 – 15 knots, sometimes a bit more, but never more than 25 knots. We started with some beautiful summer weather, followed by a few days of cloudy, cool and rainy weather. Near the end of the first week temperatures were back at 26 – 28 degrees Celsius and the clouds were gone, and we kept that type of weather until the end of the trip. Because of the cold weather in the first week, seawater temperatures did drop from 23 – 24 degrees Celsius to 20 – 21 degrees Celsius.

We did notice that we were sailing later in the season. Darkness came early (no later than 20:00) and occasionally the nights became very cold. Furthermore, most harbours and bays were busier than we were used during our ‘normal’ sailing period late May.

Luka Tiha – Stari Grad – Luka Tiha (Hvar)

In the morning we move to Stari Grad – after lifting 20 meters of anchor chain and the anchor itself by hand. In town, we take a mooring on the quay. With some effort, the controlbox gets replaced. We have a working anchor winch again.

During the morning, the weather prognosis predicts a strong Bura that will start later during the day. Indeed, while we are having pizza for lunch in one of the small restaurants along the quay the Bura starts blowing, becoming notably stronger within minutes.

Soon, the harbour starts filling up with ships looking for a safe haven. For us, the Bura is a reason to leave the harbour as soon as possible. While the Bura reaches 25 knots we drop our lines. Using our genoa we sail back to Uvala Tiha. There, we moor the ship solid on its anchor and the two mooring lines stern to shore. Late that afternoon, the Bura diminishes. A skipper we know from years back visits us from one of the other boats in the bay for a talk and some beer. For the rest, it is a quiet evening.