The winds finally shifted in our favor, and with a great sail we were off to Hvar Island. Stari Grad wouldn’t give us the protection we needed, and Hvar Town is too expensive (100 euros per mooring!), and the anchorages were too far for our little dinghy engine, so we opted for a bay where we could simply relax.

We were a little closer to the rocks than I was comfortable, but the winds promised to be light for the evening, so we settled in. At dawn, I woke up to thunder (never a good sound in a tight anchorage), but was treated to an end-to-end double rainbow while checking our anchor and boat position.