Slick Swimming

Breakfast was again a feast, especially the Montenegran style donuts. Our host was very pleased with the glowing comments and has promised pancakes tomorrow ! Lucky we’re swimming.

Down to the boat and Captain Pietro welcomed us on board and off we went to the little island we swam to yesterday. It was hot so we were rather sorry we didn’t swum there again. The church is a lovely little Chapel called “Our Lady of the Rock”and was built in 1630 on an artificial island built by local fishermen.

 

lunch on board

We then swam  between the islands of Prevlaka, Sveti Marko and Gospa od Milosrda. Crossing from one little island to another is always exciting –  the group swam together and we were very pleased with ourselves.  Our ‘Sister Act’ Sam ‘Tea Wallah’ and Anya rewarded us with another cup of tea ! No champagne for swimmers – no matter how good! They have become the tea experts and run a very slick operation aboard our little boat.

We stopped near the white-stone village of Bjelila which gave swimmers time to relax while our guides Colldark and The Pirate wore their chef hats and made a delicious lunch and then it was rest time! Draped on sun lounges we snoozed, though the more energetic swam or had a one on one lesson with The Pirate our guide.


We’ve all settled in to our little on board routines and our group are enjoying getting to know each other. And with getting to know each other the Nick Names are starting to take on a life of their own.

‘Rocky’ and  ‘Rapper aka One Hit Wonder’ sat at the back of the boat entertaining ‘Lady Mary’, ‘Jackie Wills’ and ‘The Butler’.

‘Flamingo’ and ‘Flower Girl’ had a goggle mishap and borrowed from ‘Jackie Wills’.

So off we set for our last glorious swim of the day – along the coast and the pink group set off with ‘The Mermaid’ bobbing out the front. Synchronised swimmers eat your heart out these swimmers are amazing.

I swam with Jackie Wills and we set a comfortable pace stopping for a sticky beak every now and then at some of the holiday homes set along the bay. Some lovely places to stay.

Back to The Palace for a quick change and off to Kotor for the evening with a few of the party people. Sister Act ( Tea Wallah and Mother) , the Spirit, Flamingo and Flower Girl and Serial Trekker (3rd swim trek this year) . We took the local bus and Flower Girl brought out her mini champagne and I was particularly jealous. It was crowded and we were all slightly parched by the time we arrived in Kotor.

The old town is shiny clean and washed,  definitely tourist friendly. Many big cruise boats come here for a day stop and I think the old town would be overrun. For us in the evening it was perfect.

We had a drink at one bar and moved onto a restaurant on the town wall. The waiter was a funny guy, dripping with perspiration and an eagerness to sell us one his fresh fish. He brought the trolley of fish out. We selected a lovely shiny eyed Dorata and he priced it well. Delicious.

Of course swimming works up an appetite so we moved onto a gelato then a night cap.

Arrived back at the Palace to find Jen swathed in bandages after a nasty fall on some steps resulting in a broken shoulder which will send her home. Poor Jen.

And so ends another great swimming day.

Coloured Caps around the Island

This quiet little village had one party place last night. Next door to our beautiful Palace Hotel. Lucky I was too tired to worry as the singing and loud music continued until 3 am!
Breakfast at 7.30 sounded early but all the fellow Trekkers were up and ready. It was once again a feast. Far too much to have before swimming.

By 8 we were ready to stroll  through the village along the water front to Pirates Beach with its inviting blue deck chairs and umbrellas. But no lazing for us as it was a short swim of about 1.3 km across the bay to the 2 little islands.

 

photo opportunity along the foreshore.

 

Preparation before a swim involves a lot of sun cream, watersafety talk and the dreaded vasoline. Yes we have it rubbed under arms, straps and any areas that could be the victim of chaffing! Oh I do remember Francesco with his call of  ‘Vasolina’ on my first swim trek. Now it’s known as the Coll cry!

Off we went in our little groups. 3 pink swimmers first. Then the bigger yellow caps group and finally the 4 Orange cappers. I was much more confident today with my trusty fins!

Each group is different and this one is as well. No wet suits, I’m the only one in fins and very similar speeds. Steve would be the fastest, but is happy pottering along with me. No ‘swift swimmers’ like the ‘dream team’ from Sardinia.

The little island for our first swim. Note the wonderful yacht

Out and around the two picturesque islands sitting like jewels in the middle of the bay. It was a fun refreshing swim.

Then the videoing of us swimming, for our feedback session later this evening – hopefully with a drink in hand to face ourselves on screen. We all had to swim along and back, in and out to a buoy while  John filmed us on his go-pro. It won’t be a pretty sight looking at my cellulite in the water!

That’s all so far today and we are relaxing back at the Palace before lunch and a 3 km swim this afternoon.

Lunch prepared by our guides Coll and John was a huge hit with our hungry swimmers. Salads meatballs, gluten free pasta, fruit and a touch of ice cream. How far did they say we were swimming this afternoon!

We rested again after eating to make sure we didn’t drown and back down the 90 + steps to the boat. We met our boat captain a very friendly local with good English and a sense of humour to go with it

Our friendly Captai 

The swim trek group bonding on the boat

Gathering on the boat we joked as we puttered along. We found a good spot to jump in and pinks jumped first. Then yellow and finally orange.

We swam along past attractive hotel and apartments for about a kilometre before bad weather got us out of the water.  A bit of thunder and lightening! So back on the boat and we motored along to another part of the bay. Lots of funny comments from the swimmers.

Eventually  back in  the water and off we swam again. This time covering about 2 km. past bathers paddling around, sunbathers, walkers strolling along the waterfront- no doubt all wondering what on earth we were doing 🏊🏊🏊🏊🏊🏊🏊.

It’s been interesting how the group are moving between the three coloured groups. Lucy decided she’d be more comfortable with the yellow caps for the first swim – then husband Matt followed for the second swim! That left Steve and I in the Orange. So for the second swim we swam along with the yellow group as well!  So now it looks like just two groups. The pace is pretty even but a few like RaceyTracey are considering fins!!

I had my first Aperol Spritz this afternoon after the swim. We all stopped at a favourite little bay side bar for a sundowner!

Then to the ‘Palace’ for showers and video analysis by John. He looked at our stroke in slo mo and told us how to improve! I was too busy looking at me swimming in my new swimmers to notice much about my stroke. All the group said it helped and watch out tomorrow as they’ll all be swimming faster!

John actually told me to slow down my stroke and think about it more. Good advice I say.

So going to dinner at a lovely restaurant nearby. And so ends a lovely day.

Let the swim begin

Flying in over Dubovnik was magical,  creating  excitement for the start of our swim trek holiday. 

Waiting for 2 1/2 hrs in Dubovnik wasn’t quite so exciting! We had coffee, read and played ‘I Spy’ trying to spot fellow Swim Trekkers waiting for the transfer. I spotted Tracey from Melbourne  before we made our way to the transfer bus where we met up with Matt and Lucy from near Liverpool and Ellie and her friend Sophie from London. 

The drive to Perest took about 1 1/2 through green treed roads with mountains to the left and as we got close,  the sea and the bay to our right. 

Excitement mounted as we drove around the bay and  guessed which village was Perest. 

Arrival was through a gate as the small village is restricted to local cars to maintain its heritage status. It’s beautiful. This small village lines up along the waterfront looking across the bay to other small settlements. 

Finally after 28 hrs we arrived at Perest Palace our beautiful home for the week. Our fellow Trekkers arrived  – Michael from Germany, Yannick –  Switzerland ,  sisters Anya and Sam from France and England, friends Rosanna  and Catherine from London, friends Ellie, Will and Sophie also from London, couple Matt and Lucy from near Liverpool, experienced trekker Jen from the lakes district and our fellow Aussie Tracey. A great group! 

We met our guides for the week. Coll from Cornwall and John from Newcastle and they look like good fun and ready to take on our mixed group of 16 swimmers. 

 

the view from our room.

  

Our room for the week. With glorious views.

 
Nerves kicked in at the Orientaion talk where we introduced ourselves and talked about our swimming experience. I was not the novice of the group this time ! I didn’t want to relax because it’s well known I have two speeds. Slow and ‘not so slow with fins!’  

Coll allocated our group colour hats according to the 1km time we submitted online. Did we tell the truth about our speed?  Did we over or underestimate our swiftness?  That will be the question. 

I was given orange along with Steve, Lucy and Matt. What! It can’t be. Steve is much faster than I am. And apparently it’s the fast group! I think there’s been an error  – but all shall be revealed at the first swim!  

We headed down to the waters edge down about 50 steps to the most picturesque spot. I love this place already! 

The group were bonding and everyone seems to be ready to get to know each other and have some fun. 

In we went. It was a bit crowed for me and swimming with out fins I quickly dropped to the back of the group and decided to enjoy the swim. Not orange group speed I’m sure! We went for about 300 metres had a chat then  continued on towards our hotel along the shore line. About 800 all up.  Lovely water temperature lovely swimming. 

First night of the week is a  group dinner held in the dining room of our Palace. Our hosts prepared a feast of local foods and kindly catered for the three gluten free eaters. Washed down with local wines the night was a great success and set the tone for what is sure to be a fantastic week. 

 

breakfast in the dining room with a view.

  
 

The Joy of Travel

Arriving  at the airport is a great feeling!

There’s nothing else you can do to get ready. If you’re not ready now…….

I’m certainly feeling relaxed and ready to go. Though I’m not getting into the champagne just yet! I’ll leave that for the plane after Steve says as always as we take off. “Chocks away!”. And so our holiday will begin.

Packing went to plan. All on the ‘packing’ bed till last night. I didn’t add anything and stuck to my packing plans. Everything in 3’s though I only packed 2 bottoms so allowed myself an extra dress. As usual the toiletries and add ons take up space. Oh well I need my hair stuff, creams and assorted ‘stuff’.

Total weight 14.5! And my suitcase is bigger than I’d like – that often leads to overpacking. Resist I say!

We’re in the lounge about to board. Keep reading as the swimming starts on Saturday afternoon!

I’m all layered up,  wearing my trusty cardi over a black maxi with my new Frankie4 shoes. Hope they are as comfortable as everyone says!