There was weather coming, so we needed to look for a good hidey hole, and picked an anchorage on the island of Brac (one of the big islands south of Split). We dropped the anchor in one of the coves outside of Milna, knowing that we could dinghy in (and not spend the 100+ euro a night that the marina would cost).

Milna is an old fishing village that has turned into an upscale little getaway from Split. We wandered around the waterfront and stopped at a little restaurant for dinner. The owner was so apologetic for not having one of the specials that Trip wanted to order, that he made us wait so he could serve up his version of pastitsio (kind of like a meat lasagna with thinly sliced potatoes instead of noodles). We didn’t complain as it was absolutely delicious.

The next morning winds hadn’t picked up yet, so we decided to head back into town again. But first we had to witness the stern line to shore drama. We had anchored swinging freely in this bay, along with another boat. A few other boats were tied with lines ashore deeper in the bay (a technique used a lot in coves in the Med where anchorages are too deep to do otherwise). A huge mini cruise ship (carries 40 passengers) came in and backed into a rather tight little spot past our neighbor. I’m sure they were spaced far enough, but from our perspective it looked nerve wracking.

As we headed into town we laughed at the line of boats waiting to get to the fuel dock. Charter companies all flip their fleets on the same day, so you can plan accordingly and avoid these days.

Waiting their turn for the fuel dock

We continued to wander around, do a little grocery shopping, and even went back to the same restaurant for pizza this time (no less disappointing). And then it was back to the boat to relax.

The town of Milna