One tent, two men

Oct.8: Now down to one tent, I share the space with Jon Fredrik. We get up early to paddle. It will be a long, hard day of some 48 km. 


The morning is fantastic. Glass surface as we skim over the sea. The only ripples are those from the hull of the kayaks. We don't talk. Just paddle and enjoy the golden silence. 


We stop for lunch in Rogoznica: bread, cheese, mayo and water. An hour later we are back heading towards Trogir. 


We see Trogir in the distance. It looks closer than it seems. Seemingly, we paddle forever. Finally we make it and dock our kayaks at a marina. I find a small apartment for 30€ and the hot soothing shower feels heavenly. 


We think about food and find a small restaurant. It's quaint. Good Croatian cuisine. On the way back, some guys were dancing on a boat. I stopped to talk and soon we were invited onboard. Hah. After a couple lectures on peace, I begin to wonder if they will remember a word I said tomorrow. Nice group of guys from Düsseldorf, with definitely a nice group of headaches tomorrow. 

Oct. 9: After a nice breakfast with our host, we head east to Split, Stobrec to be exact.  


Smooth kayaking- we covered some 25 km in 3 hours.  


Beautiful properties and breathtaking scenery. This is just as good, if not better, than the Med. 

Stobrec is a quaint little harbour away from the hustle and bustle of Split. A good place to relax and rest.  

Stobrec is a quaint little harbour away from the hustle and bustle of Split. A good place to relax and rest.  


Oct. 10: Today at 06:25, I said goodbye to my paddling buddy Jon Fredrik. I went back to bed and later spent the day preparing two videos from the Piece Prize event last week in Zagreb.  


Paddling the coast of Croatia has been less troublesome than warned. We have encountered no currents along the coast and the waters are more or less calm. The Bora winds are always looming, causing some anxiety, but the biggest problem is actually getting to shore. The islands are mostly outlined with sharp, edgy-formed rocks. It is impossible to lift the kayak out of the water without damage. If the wind blows up and you need a safe haven, well you can just about forget it, that is, if you don't judge your distances correctly. Two nights ago we wanted to stop paddling at 17:30 and ended up finding a seven meter open shoreline at 19:00, just enough time to get the tent up before darkness set in.