Just back from my two annual weeks on ‘our’ sailing boat, having pottered around Montenegro this year – mostly as H was short of days he can spend in Europe, and this allowed him to be onboard without adding to his tally.
I headed out a couple of weeks ago, to join H with Fi & Rich, who had already been onboard for 10 days by the time I arrived, having sailed boaty from its home in Hvar, Croatia down to Tivat, Montenegro, to collect me. They seemed quite pleased to have a fourth person to balance the sexes and liven up the chat!
We had a week together, mostly spent exploring the large Bay of Kotor, including a trip up the fairly new Kotor cable car to the top of the mountain – where we were pleased to discover a pretty good cocktail bar with a cracking view of the bays below. Maybe less keen on the terrifying looking rollercoaster they have also built up there, which swings its victims out over the cliff edge – nope, that wasn’t going on the trip list of things to do… Also very notable how many bloody influencers there are EVERYWHERE in Montenegro – it’s clearly place to be if you are a shallow nob who spends hours retaking photos with one arm in the air – apparently the latest pose, according to the girls next door who know about these things..
We then mostly went off exploring the various bays and inlets of the Bay and the main coastline. Not many opportunities to go for any walks as everywhere is pretty much a strip of coastal road then straight up into vertiginous rocky mountains – not for nothing is the country called what it is. So it was mostly swimming, eating and drinking – ah well, someone has to do it – including a v nice meal at a poshy hotel that’s been built on an island off the coast. It was apparently a prisoner of war camp 100 years ago, so quite a bit of local opposition to turning it into a swanky hotel, understandably… Here, one of the very rare moments when my hair was (almost) under control – I looked like a minging frizz beast for the other 13.75 days. Here, me trying to hide my bleached hair with a subtly placed mojito..
And we had a very lovely little lunch at this waterside locals’ restaurant – where you can see the owners hauling mussels and oysters straight out of the sea to feed us, we were sitting all of 10m away from our very fresh lunch.
With too much time on their hands, the boys then piled into ChatGPT and were very pleased with their ‘what would we look like with long hair?’ photo – scarily they actually looked quite good (if you like that sort of thing!)
H & I then had the second week with just us together, with more swimming, moving from bay to bay, eating fish, doing a spot of sunbathing and generally not doing a whole lot – it was so blooming hot (35 degrees plus) that everything felt a bit too much to have a go at..
He’s now got some other chums on board, then Jules & Nicky head out this weekend for the final 10 day stint, taking the boat back from Montenegro into Croatia and back to its base.
Hopefully a full 6 weeks on board for Mr H will have sated his lust for sailing for a while – well, till next year at least… x
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