Fabulous Last Day. And Party Night

The last day of a swim trek is full of expectations. Will Swimtrek deliver whatever it is we think it has promised?

Well, we were about to find out.

Would it be as advertised ‘in the brochure’?

It started well. Everyone was on time for breakfast. Such a well behaved group – even if Lady Mary was a bit hung over due to her birthday celebrations last night. The Spirit polished up pretty well as well. Seeing as he only drank …… well, Spirits! He doesn’t drink anything else!

 Down to the boat and a cheery greeting from Pietro and Sasha and out we headed. Today we were going out of the two bays that connect Montenegro to the sea. Pietro gave us a little background history of the place and pointed out the submarine shelters from the war. We would be swimming into one later in the day.

We turned left out of the bay into the sea and conditions changed. The water colour was different, the waves a little choppier. Italy was across from us but we couldn’t see it. We were ready to tackle it.

Along the coast we travelled with other boats. A small regatta of craft all headed for the caves. Sadly we couldn’t swim in this one because of the other boats. Why they let boats go in I don’t know. It has spoilt what could be a great experience,  but our trusty guide Coldark promised we could swim in the next cave.

 So we jumped ship – safely of course and headed towards the next cave. Flower Girl took her go-pro and got some great underwater shots . The water here is clear and there are lots of little fish swimming around the rocks. It’s great to see the bottom of the sea after the more cloudy bay waters.

Then it was time for our daily ‘big swim’ so Pietro took us to a calmer spot and away we went for a 2km swim into a beach and out to the boat. For this swim, the timing  between groups was better and we more or less finished together. I’m still orange cap, but without fins would be behind the pinks! So I’m keeping them on.

 Lunch was at a long table on a shady terrace over looking a pebbly beach with a roped off area for swimmers. Perfect. We had a variety of dishes, but no alcohol as we were planning a 3 km swim this afternoon.

 My theory about ice cream is correct. We had some for lunch and swam so well this afternoon.

We passed around the  headland found a calm spot in the bay and swam off past a  ship wreck and along the coast. We passed beach houses and people fishing,  till we came to the first of the submarine shelters. We had swum for about 3km and were so pleased with ourselves.

 Swimming into the bunker was a little scary but we decided it would be a good place for a swim trek dinner and our event planners ‘One Hit Wonder’ and ‘ Tea Wallah’ could stage the whole event. Chandeliers , mood lighting. ……..

The trip back was full of fun and spirits! Literally as Pietro our boat captain produced a bottle of home made Grappa and how could we refuse! So there we were drinking it out of white plastic cups.

Arriving back into Perest was a little sad. It would be the last time we would arrive back by boat. And it was still 4 pm. The town clock is stuck on 4 so it’s always time for a sundowner!

 And we did.  Made our way to our favourite bar by the water and enjoyed beers and Aperol Spritz.


Back for a quick change before our last BIG night out.

Yes, the Last Day did deliver everything we expected. It was probably our best day of the week. Great swimming. Great fun.

Lake,River and a Singalong

A big break with routine today. Instead of our boat Orca, we boarded a bus for a two hour journey south to Lake Skader.

Everyone was quiet on the bus – the swimming days (and socialising at night) is taking its toll and making it harder to get going in the morning.

But our Hipermarket stop woke us up and we raided the Lolly, chip and water aisles. ‘Rocky’ aka Steve and the Tea Wallah (Sam) made a quick visit to the pharmacy for drugs. Both have colds 😑. Lady Mary also came to Steve’s rescue with some super strong nose drops.

Back on the bus,  until a photo opportunity high above a gorgeous little jewel called Sveti Stefan. It’s a popular holiday destination and sparkles in the blue water.

Lots of winding roads later we arrived at the Lake Skader and set off in a new boat. Big and well shaded we enjoyed the trip through what looked like mangroves with lily pads until we reached a small island – a former prison. From here we set off for a 2 km trip. It felt different in fresh water and with no salt, not as buoyant as we’re used to.

New boat for the group

It was also rougher, making it harder, but I loved it. The optional 1.3km trip was with the wind and made for a lovely swim. The disappointing thing is the lack of clarity in the water. You can’t see anything much. It’s like swimming in a bubble.

A picnic lunch in a shady  remote restaurant gave us a rest but no ice cream! Colldark ! We swim better with ice cream. The afternoon swim was in the river Moraca and we were prepared for the cold. We’d been told it was cold enough for a wet suit but it wasn’t. Just refreshing. Until we swam into the river debris – floating natural material, a little slimy. Not so pleasant.


At the end of any good day there is a refreshing beer in the lakeside cafe before heading back.

Time passed with us singing karaoke and Jacki Wills ( now known as the Singing Budgie) excelled remembering words of lots of songs, Lady Mary with dance moves whilst seated, Flamingo with his beautiful voice, Pirate John his famous ditties – but ‘One Hit Wonder’ failed to deliver! A storm with lots of rain gave inspiration for song selection, and finally we arrived back.


Pizza night in house with red wine and our t-shirt distribution. A memento from our trek.

Another beautiful day and fun night. We’re looking forward to our last big day tomorrow – visiting the Adriatic Sea which will be windier and not as still as the bay.

Happy Endings

imageWe all love a day with a Happy Ending – and today was no exception.

It started well with pancakes for breakfast (and there were some very creative toppings) and continued on throughout the day.

Before leaving we had a ‘do it yourself’ lunch, where everyone made their own wrap. Some became every creative and I’m sure there will be a competition for the best wrap at lunchtime! The Gluten Free eaters are well looked after as well and put together a very good salad

We motored along the bay and found a good spot to start our first crossing.Pinks in first led by the Little Mermaid and off they bobbed.


Next the combined yellows and orange. Steve is leading with Lady Mary and Serial Trekker and I swam along with Jackie Wills ( now know as the Singing Budgie) keeping arm by arm. It’s wonderful to swim along comfortably and not feel pressured. I’m still in fins but that doesn’t bother me. I love being able to swim and know I’ll finish easily.IMG_1425

We stopped at a small settlement with a church perched high in the hill behind it. Pietro even provided an outdoor shower. Delicious!

Eleven swimmers became walkers and set off for the church. A few of us stayed behind for coffee and spent some time fitting nicknames for all the Trekkers.

If you are reading this swimmers, only you know who you are and HOW you got your nick name!!

By the time the walkers returned it was hot, hot, hot – so in they went for a swim and started a synchronised swimming session. We are thinking of asking SwimTrek to include Synchronised swimming as one of its activities. So much fun. They are almost Olympic standard.

Our second crossing was planned and this time we would be crossing back over the Bay of Kotor and finishing at a beach bar! Now that’s a great incentive to swim straight and fast.

It was about 2 km back over and we all made it in good time. The people relaxing on the beach looked somewhat surprised to see us swim in and walk out of the water to the showers followed quickly by a trip to the bar.  These bay-side bars are very popular here and with good reason.

We enjoyed a few beers, and boy do they taste great after a long swim. Sometimes we even have 2!

Back to the Orca and heading for home with Racey Tracey  dancing up a storm before we noticed one of the Duckies had broken loose! A quick turn around and our very sober guide ‘Colldark’ rescued it to a chorus of cheering from the swimmers.


After much needed showers we had another group dinner and farewelled Jen.  You’ll be missed Jen – especially Racey as she’ll miss her morning cup of tea .And so ends another day.


 

 

 

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!

Top Travel Hints

People who travel learn along the way……… and often get asked for a few suggestions!

Well I have certainly been learning over the years and I think I’m a much better traveller than I was in the early days.

So what are these hints?  Some are to do with: Packing! Flying! Accommodation! Getting around and Eating!

Packing:

The old rule “don’t take too much” is so important.

In the days before you leave, put everything out on a spare bed and don’t pack till the day/night before you leave. This gives you a chance to review what you are taking and then NOT add things when you do pack  – just because you have some space…..resist the temptation to add!

It doesn’t really matter how long you are going for, 3-6 weeks or longer you tend to need the same amount of clothing. I find no matter what the season you need things in 3’s:   1-2 dresses if summer,  3 bottoms, 3 tops , 3 sets underwear,3 scarves ( 2 and a pashmina) 3 pairs shoes and a light jacket or cashmere cardigan or heavier coat for winter. I find it easier to wash as I go  (use hotel shampoo if you don’t take any wash)  so having more clothes is too much. I get favourite outfits and wash and wear them a lot.

It might be different on a cruise but then you have to be clever. Go for a base colour – black /navy and add highlight colours to make it look different. 3 of everything !

In the suitcase I always roll – it really does stop creases. I also pack underwear in large ziplock bags . Always makes it easy to find in the case and also good for dirty clothes. I pack my shoes in the socks you get from the airlines One for each shoe. keeps them from touching the clothes. Into the shoes  – if there is space,  I put vitamin bottles or travel electrical plugs. anything small

Aim for no more than 14kilo in weight.Then you can manage your bag easily.

Flying:

When booking try and get your seats sorted early. Everyone will have their own way of choosing their “best ” seat but a few little tips include:

In a row of 3, if there are 2 of you, book an aisle and a window and hope no one chooses to put themselves in the middle…. If it’s not a full flight it will be left. If someone turns up then one of you will offer to swap and give them an aisle or window. They’ll love you!

Pay extra for extra leg room in bulk head but avoid bulkhead with cots! Go onto seat guru and look at the seating suggestions.

Don’t take too much on board. I only  take only  1 bag  on board. Not a handbag AND a carry on. It’s too much to carry or wheel through a big airport. I use a Longchamp medium size bag and take: passport holder, small wallet  – not my usual big one, phone, ipad with books and podcasts loaded, small bag of essential toiletries  – small deodorant, nose drops, eye drops, sample sized face cream, lipstick, a few pantyliners ( yes girls they keep your undies fresh) pawpaw cream,toothbrush (though they give them out on board) earplugs,  – spare set underwear, and light change of clothes ( leggings and long top: or light dress if going to summer (and these one one of the sets of 3 clothes!)  and always a wrap. Try not to lug around magazines, bottles of creams all too heavy.

Accommodation:

Hopefully you get the right accommodation. Check out the blog post ” How to pick the perfect accommodation”. Use the search button to help you find it.

Getting Around:

Make use of your phone. You can either get a new travel sim for your own phone OR buy a cheap preloaded phone when you get there OR check out where you are going first and see if there is a company offering phones for rental when you arrive. There is a good one in Paris called Insidr Paris . Comes loaded with helpful apps like maps and Uber, links to museums etc

Make use of the buses and trains and buy tickets in bulk to save time lining up.

Walk as much as you can. It’s the best way of getting to know a place – even in strange cities. Take walking tours. They are usually run by interesting people and don’t cost a lot – some are free.

Use maps on your phone  when walking. Load where you are going when you have wifi and then  follow on your phone. I also use my ipad . It’s better than the tom-tom.  On the ipad –  you are the blinking blue spot,  so you can tell where you are!!!!

Very good for the person without the map reading gene!

Use trip advisor forums to investigate how to get to and from the airport. There is always someone with a great suggestion.

Safety:

We always make copies of important documents and then email them to ourselves. Passport details, insurance forms, bank numbers, itinerary, bookings, plane flight details. This works in the case of theft or missing luggage.

Eating

We all love food – but it costs so much you have to be smart. Avoid tourist places . They may have enticing menus but are generally boring and have way too many frittes, fries, chips what ever you call them in foreign  lands. Once or twice but after that no more frittes. Go local. Follow locals! They know where all the good food is served. Ask the local shop keeper, apartment owner, barman, little old lady. People are friendly and will give great suggestions.

 

 

 

Not long till the next Swim Trek

To get you in the mood I have included this to tell you how I got into swimming!

Life is going swimmingly!

“You do realise this swim trek is a swift swim?”

That sentence leapt from the email. What have I done I asked myself?

My husband, a keen swimmer was wanting to go on a swim trek holiday. Some people choose walking holidays , some choose to cycle (activities I enjoy)  but my husband wanted to swim! “I don’t swim” I said. “You’ll love it!” replied my husband!

I did think it sounded great,  puttering around on a boat in the blue waters of Sardinia, enjoying the scenery whilst my husband swam.  Then I found out I couldn’t go on the boat unless I was a swimmer! I’d be left at the hotel on a small island all day by myself.

So I decided to take up swimming.

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To start with, I couldn’t swim the length of a 50 metre pool, so I quickly switched to a 25 metre pool and took a few lessons. I’d recently retired so had time to get to the pool each day and swim. Slowly. Up and down.

I was slow. So I added fins. I persisted. I started to enjoy it.

I counted down the days till we left. I checked the website describing the swims we would be doing – 2-3km a day. Each day. Every day for 6 days!

Then we had to email our swim times over 1km. Proudly I entered 32 mins. I was quite chuffed that I could even swim a kilometre. Then that email arrived. A Swift Swim. As opposed to their usual leisurely slow swims – let’s enjoy the scenery type swim. I was the slowest by far.  Longer distances for more experienced swimmers.

I replied quickly saying I would wear fins , would improve daily, and know when to get out of the water. They agreed. I’m not sure if I was pleased or not.

We arrived on the beautiful island of La Maddalena  and I felt physically ill during the orientation chat,  when meeting our fellow swimmers  and telling “our swim story”. I was the least experienced swimmer, and despite my husband’s constant encouragement started to wonder about my stupidity at joining the swim.

On the first day I hyperventilated during the orientation 300 metre swim. It was only our beautiful, caring, encouraging guide, Italian Francesco, my fellow swimmers and my husband who kept encouraging me that I did some of the afternoon swim.

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Francesco

Then slowly and surely I got in to swim a little after the other swimmers had started. About 3 km after! Then on day two I swam about 2 1/2 km. The next day I jumped in earlier and sure enough covered about 3 1/2 km. And each day it increased and as it did so did my confidence and my enjoyment. The swims were challenging, safe, but most of all fun. The waters were clear and beautiful and I would hate to have missed out.

At the end of the week’s fantastic farewell dinner I was presented with Francesco’s ‘Capo Bianco’ for the most improved swimmer. What an honour! The friends we made on that first trek have remained friends and we have swum together several times, included a crossing of the Strait of Gibraltar – from Spain to Morocco. No I didn’t do that!

Who would have guessed that 3 years later with 2 more swim treks to Sardinia and gorgeous Greece I would become a very keen swimmer. I’ve joined a local squad and though still not very fast and still sometimes using fins, I actually love swimming.

July 2nd we start our week-long swim trek in Montenegro. I’ll keep you posted on my swim journey. I’ll be sending in a post to this blog. Read along as I swim!

 

Who said you were too old to take up a new sport?