VIS

We set of from Milna with a following wind and with some difficulty and a great deal of shouting erected the pole. The non navigators pointed out were heading to the wrong island but as we sailed on to wards the distant speck, navigator 1 suggested we were way off our course. After braving the pooh poohing the amateurs conceded defeat and we headed for the right island barely half an hour away. We anchored in a sheltered cove quite a distance from Vis Town and went various ways, Kate via a gallery where she bought a local painting. The weather was puzzling as there was a drop over an hour of 4 points on the barometer but in the subsequent 4 hours the sun shone and the wind backed to the west and stayed at 10kts. As we were anchored on shale which does not provide the best holding and our new best friends on Kalimera ( Civil Service Sailing Club...Captain David Croft and crew) were at the town wharf, we headed there at speed to beat the other 3 boats to the remaining 3 spots. It was a tight squeeze between and anxious looking man in a similar sized yacht and a very large 2 masted galleon styled party boat full of dancing Americans from California. We enjoyed a meal of sausage and mash cooked by Bryan, with a very phallic presentation, and the wind hit bouncing the boat and all those lined up along the pier like corks. Bryans stomach dictated that he sleep n the deck until the storm abated round 3 am.