We
woke to a fine morning with lots of boats motoring past on a calm sea. In spite
of our best endeavours it was nearly 10:00 by the time Mabel was ready to go.
Part of the delay was the result of the coordinates of our next stop in
Starigrad on the coast north of Murter not being provided on the ACSI website,
only outline directions from the town. To overcome this I used Google Earth to
find the coordinates of a point on the road beyond Starigrad on the basis that was bound to take us past the camping ground.
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| Early Morning Fisherman |
We
decided to leave the camping ground in convoy with Jane leading the way in
Smarty to head off any oncoming traffic on the very narrow road outside the
camping ground. We didn’t meet any vehicles but had a tight squeeze between a
number of kayaks left by the roadside. Their owners just stood and gawped as I
passed by.
We
hitched Smarty onto Mabel and took the road back through Tisno to the motorway
we had driven up from Omis on Thursday. Yet more pigs, lambs and chickens were
turning on spits outside the same restaurant we passed on Friday.
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| Sunday Roasts |
On
reaching the motorway we turned northwards. Cumulus clouds were starting to
build in the deep blue sky. Curiously, the large, white fluffy clouds each had
a flat bottom, presumably marking the transition between warm and cold air. To
the north heavy dark clouds were building over a range of hills, no doubt it
would be raining somewhere over there.
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| Flat Bottomed Cumulus |
We
left the motorway before we reached the hills. The toll operator revised the
charge upwards when she spotted Smarty, but the toll was still only 60Kn.
The
two lane road that took us to Starigrad hugged the very attractive east shore
of an inlet of calm pale blue water. We passed lots of fish farms as well as
fishermen in small open boats.
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| Coast South Of Starigrad |
On
reaching Starigrad there was no sign of the camping ground Jane had picked,
just a series of small grass camping grounds adjacent to apartments. Entering
Starigrad we had seen a sign for Camp Sibuljina 5km to the north of Starigrad
and we decided to head there.
At
Sibuljina Nikola, the receptionist, gave me a conducted tour of the camping
ground. I chose a pitch beneath trees close to the water. It was occupied by a
group packing up their tent. Nikola said they would be leaving within the hour
so we threaded our way gingerly between the camping ground’s trees and parked
nearby until our pitch was available.
After
lunch of egg in a bowl we spent a quiet afternoon in the sun. Later, we played
two games of Banagrams on Mabel’s outdoor table winning one game each. There
was a distinct nip in the air as the evening wore on, so much so that we had to
retreat indoors.
Dinner
was the Chicken Tikka Masala I made yesterday.
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| Today's Trip (109km) |
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