Trip Start Jul 12, 2010
23Trip End Aug 03, 2010
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Vicky cycled the 12k to Orebic and back this morning, in search of a memory-card reader. The ride was beautiful, all along the sea-coast, although there was the minor issue that as her feet couldn't actually touch the ground, she had to hope that she didn't need to stop at any of the roundabouts. Luckily, this early in the morning the coast was clear and she only had to dodge a few passing runners and other cyclists. The town of Orebic was heaving with life; mainly with locals doing their early morning shopping. The roads were blocked with lorries delivering their wares and motorists trying to navigate the tiny little streets. Vicky was only shouted at once for getting in the way, which all things considered was something of an achievement. She eventually managed to track down an electrical shop, where she managed to make the shop assistant understand what she was looking for. As she cycled back to the camp, the coast was gradually springing into life; there were people swimming, surfing, kyaking, running and cycling
When she returned to the camp, she discovered Danny investigating our food piles, which he has jealously been guarding from tree-rat who lives in a contented co-existent in the palm tree on our pitch. As of yet he has not discovered our stock-pile, although Daniel seems to be of the philosophy that the more food he consumes himself, the less there will be for tree-rat. He is particularly concerned to have discovered a news item on the internet regarding a bear savaging a camper in a nature reserve. Vicky reassures Daniel that there have been no recent bear sightings to her knowledge in Virganj. Healso informs Vicky that there was a definite scuttling noise in the van last night, the source of this either being tree-rat or a giant killer cockroach. Indeed he has developed an intense fascination for the wild-life of Croatia and as I write is currently engrossed in watching ants carrying seeds back to their nest. Clearly, his girlfriend is not providing him with enough entertainment.
*Stig and Walley's Camping Tip #10: Tree-rats require constant vigilance.
Vicky finally gets out on the water today for her first windsurfing lesson. She only manages to fall off once and by the end of the lesson has learnt to tack on her own. At this point she is just about managing to drift, rather than sail, towards the beach and there were definitely more than one tourists running for their lives as she sailed haphazardly towards the beach. However, it will not be long before Daniel has some serious competition....Vicky's instructor is fantastic, very calm and patient, although obviously not as hot as her other instructor who might perhaps be a little less patient. We shall see...
Once you have tried the sport, it is so easy to understand why it becomes addictive. There is something about being out on the water, with the sun beating down and the wind carrying you wherever yo wish to go. There is no doubt that windsurfing is not a sport, but a lifestyle choice.
By this point, Vicky is getting Repton withdrawal symptoms, which she cures by proof-reading the English version of the camp-site brochure for the owners. As a result, we are treated to free orange juice, ice-cream and coffee, as well as a detailed insight into the life of the owner's daughter, who seems to have an ability to talk even more than Vicky, in a rather strange accent that is a cross between American and Croation, which means that neither of us can really understand a word she is saying
We spend the evening at the camp, as Vicky is feeling a little down about her Gran and a phone-call from Mandy is very much welcome, as she always makes her smile. We cannot wait to get out onto the water again tomorrow and settle down for an early night. Watch this space for further updates on Vicky's windsurfing progress.
<-- Check out video of Vicky windsurfing here- almost a pro already!