Our olive picking days had come to an end and it was time to say goodbye to our new friends and move on to the next stage of our adventure, exploring the island of Brac. It was time to see more as we had walked to almost everything we could within a 6-mile radius of the house. We rented a car to see the other parts of the island and put Mor-Mor and Far-Far's extensive research to the test.
Sunsets, beaches, long runs, crazy google driving directions, hidden hermitages, donkeys, and paddle boards. The days ran together in a stream of adventures soaking up the last days with family and the last rays of warmth as we continue to try to outrun winter.
Sunset from Vida Gora - the highest peak of all the Adriatic Islands. It was a beautiful sight to see; the endless shades for orange, pink, yellow and purple in the setting sun, our next island, Hvar, and other islands dotted the landscape. The girls played among ancient ruins. We ate a dinner of cheese, wine, bread and olive oil in the crisp climate above the ocean breezes.
The girls did a lot of the picture taking and editing during this phase our our trip. At one point they said we should call this #saturatedlife. I couldn’t think of a better name. They really like the “saturate” option on the phone, and like this picture, it has been in the reflections and editing of the events, as much as the event themselves that we have found color and meaning.
And then you turn, with no filter and there are even more colors.
Deep in conversation, these two have found a closer friendship. Here they are exploring Sutivan, olive bags full of supplies for the days’ adventure.
There in an old hermitage on Brac the Blaca Hermitage. There is no road here, but three different paths leading to site on a cliff. We had wanted to see the area, but also were not sure how to get there. Some online comments talked about trying for two or three days to find the place. A few wrong roads, crazy google directions and a series of hand painted signs we found our way to one path that lead us 1.5 miles down a beautiful valley to the Hermitage. Unfortunately, they closed earlier than the sign had said so we never got to see inside, but the walk, the history and the valley were well worth the adventure.
On our way back from the Hermitage, a donkey roadblock kept us from moving forward until we spent some quality time with our new hungery friends.
Even driving the car I was able to say hello up close and personally.
Beach time. The clear water in the Adriatic is like nothing I had experienced before. I would put my hand in for a sea urchin and find what looked like a few inches was feet away in this crystal clear water. The whole family got better at open water swimming the sun and downtime were appreciated by all.
The girls had wanted to paddle board since we arrived. This is them on Zlatni Rat “Golden Horn” beach in Bol. It was one of the few shops open as the man renting the boards said “everyone else will close, but if there is sun, I will be here all year. I like the sun, and you might rent my board, so why not, this is a good life.” It was hard to disagree.
It became fun ordering new drinks for MorMor. This is her, finding out how great a Mojito can be on a warm day at Zlatni Rat.
Ever turn we took on Brac, a new town, always out of stone had its charm, it church, an a beautiful history.
Enjoying the small surprises with the grand landscapes.