Sea salt tee
The crest and the wordmark on the chest, the roundel across the back. Navy, red and gold on sea salt.
The Adriatic from above, which is most of the argument.
This is an adventure.
Everyone in Split by Thursday 24 September. We board on the Saturday, so that is two nights in the old town first.
THE SALTThe Adriatic carries about 38 grams of salt in a litre, against about 35 in the open ocean. You will float a little better than you are used to, and everything that goes in wants rinsing afterwards.
Best on a laptop, where the chart opens full width. Everything works on a phone.
It started at a party at Julia's house. We were deciding what to do for the annual Libra party, four of the five of us there being Libras, when Josh said we should go sailing in Croatia. We are all adventurous spirits, so we said yes.
None of us really thought it would happen. Josh, steady and determined, went on making the fantasy real anyway.
So, why Libra? Because Libras are cool. Why Croatia? Because Croatia is beautiful.
As Jennifer tells it
The stars. Libra, drawn at its true positions: Zubeneschamali at the top, Zubenelgenubi to the right, Zubenelakrab left, Brachium below, with υ and τ trailing. Vaga is Croatian for Libra, the scales.
The šahovnica. The red and white checkerboard from the Croatian coat of arms, five squares across, red in the top left corner as the state draws it.
The wind rose. Red points north. The longer diagonals mark the Maestral from the northwest and the Bura from the northeast, the two winds that will decide our days.
Four couples who have known each other long enough that the small talk was finished years ago.
One shirt, sea salt. The crest and the wordmark on the chest, the roundel across the back. Tell Tim your size.
The crest and the wordmark on the chest, the roundel across the back. Navy, red and gold on sea salt.
XS, S, M, L, XL, 2XL, 3XL
We are late, so this is the last call. Send Tim your size today and it makes the printer in time to be aboard. Anyone who does not is sailing in their own clothes, which is allowed but less fun.
We gather in the old town on Thursday and shake off the jet lag before Saturday’s check-in.
And at the other end: ashore by nine on Saturday 3 October. Josh and Chelsea fly out that day. The rest of us choose our own ending, another night in Split or Dubrovnik to the south.
One thing is settled: we go north to the Krka falls. The rest of the week is open, so the map shows everywhere on the shortlist below. Josh will draw the route once he knows what people want, and will adjust for the winds, the Maestral and the Bura.
Josh is building the week around what people actually want to see. The map shows every one of them. Tap your name first, then work down the list, and your picks show up in the tally underneath.
The classic first night. Anchor at Palmižana, then taxi boat into town for dinner. Strong swimming and the best restaurants of the week, Meneghello the standout.
The farthest and quietest of the big islands, closed to tourism for decades as a naval base. Deep sheltered harbour, and Roki's for peka if we book ahead.
The fishing village on the far side of Vis, and the launch point for the Blue Cave. Go early, before the tour boats.
A long fjord like bay on Hvar with the ancient field plain behind it. The calm alternative to Hvar Town.
Zlatni Rat on Brač, the famous horn of sand. The afternoon Maestral makes it a lively sail, and it is a short hop back to Split.
The safest all weather harbour on Brač. Good marina, low key village, an easy stopover night.
The closest island to Split, so it works as a first night or a last. Maslinica has the castle hotel, Stomorska is a sleepy fishing harbour.
The walled town they call a small Dubrovnik, with the Marco Polo story and excellent Pošip. About 40 miles from Hvar, so it costs the week one long passage.
Far out and inside a nature park. Almost no tourism, dark skies, superb anchorages. Only if the group wants remote over lively, and only if the weather plays along.
The old town on its own islet, 15 miles west of Split. Worth a night at either end, with dinner inside the walls.
Krknjaši bay near Trogir, shallow and sandy, which is what makes it that swimming pool turquoise. Busy in the middle of the day, lovely late afternoon.
The sea cave off Komiža, lit electric blue by sunlight coming up through an opening below the water. She cannot go in, so we take a small boat across. Needs calm seas and midday light.
A narrow rock gate on the south coast of Vis opening into a hidden pebble cove. Swimming in through the gate is the point.
Tap your name above, then work down the list.
Cake is a shared responsibility. Candles are a fire hazard. Singing is mandatory.
Usually about 23°C by day and 15°C at night, 74°F and 59°F, with rain on roughly one day in three. Averaged over 10 years for 26 September to 3 October, the exact dates we are there.
Standing order six, with something to start it on. Send me what you want on the boat and it goes up here.
Seu Jorge
David Bowie sung in Portuguese to an acoustic guitar, recorded for the Wes Anderson film. This page has been a Life Aquatic homage from the start, down to the colour called zissou and the cutaway deck plan, so it may as well have the soundtrack.
A captain's log for the whole crew. Every day gets a card, everybody writes on it, everybody reads it. Say where we were and what happened. By Saturday it is the story of the week, told by the eight people who were there.
The log opens when the first of us lands in Split.
First ashore. What does Split look like after the flights?
Nothing in the log for today. Somebody has to make the first entry.
A day before the boat. The old town, the cellars under the palace, or the first proper swim?
Nothing in the log for today. Somebody has to make the first entry.
We take her over today, and the first night is probably Šolta or Milna. How does she feel?
Nothing in the log for today. Somebody has to make the first entry.
Craig has a birthday at sea, most likely off Hvar and the Pakleni islands. What happened?
Nothing in the log for today. Somebody has to make the first entry.
Vis Town or Komiža if the wind allows. Where did we wake up, and where did we get to?
Nothing in the log for today. Somebody has to make the first entry.
Biševo and the Blue Cave, then Stiniva if we time it right. What did you see?
Nothing in the log for today. Somebody has to make the first entry.
Lastovo is the one place the whole crew called a must. Did we make it, and was it worth the miles?
Nothing in the log for today. Somebody has to make the first entry.
Chelsea and Julia both have a birthday today, somewhere down near Korčula. How did we mark it?
Nothing in the log for today. Somebody has to make the first entry.
Turning for home by way of Stari Grad or Bol. What do you want to remember from this week?
Nothing in the log for today. Somebody has to make the first entry.
Ashore in Split, or Trogir if we stopped on the way. What are you taking home?
Nothing in the log for today. Somebody has to make the first entry.
Jadran is what Croatians call the Adriatic. Jadransko more on the chart, Jadran at the table.
This is where our own pictures will land as we travel, for us and for the friends and family back home.
Anyone can add one from their phone. Pick your name, choose a picture, say what it was. It shows up here for everyone, and for the people at home.
Nothing yet. The first one is somebody's problem.