We roared south past there island of Susak, enjoying a sailing tussle with another yacht which so Lee won. Then wind came ahead and we motored on for hours until it finallly came back to help us and we had a rapid passage south to Premuda. We'd made good time to my chosen anchorage arriving sbout 16:30, but I suggested that we push on for an hour to reduce the heat day's passage.
We arrived in Bribnj to find almost the stern-to moorings of our size taken. There were more but the distance between buoy C and rocky shore seemed too close. So we ended up stern-to the quay with another yacht. Slight complications with the bowline getting round the bowthruster, and the "slime line" getting half a dozen turns round the prop, but I dived a couple of times to clear it.
Then a swim
In the delicious waters off the quay, followed by a chat about our Cornish flag with the fruitsellers. This resulted in a decent glass of herbal liqueur while we chatted. "Puna Hvala - Many thanks!"
I had a long chat to the dockside marinero, Ivan. He turned 18 in April and voted for the first time, choosing a comedian candidate who tells it like is, rather than the corrupt politicians. There were an endless stream of little dinghies coming in from anchored yachts and I asked about a table at Antonio's fabled restaurant. Ivan said that he had to dash as he is his father's waiter.
Thence we headed to find that there were only four tables full. Tuna steaks all round except for me with a tender steak FYI KFC b a
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