On the Recommendation from one JC-T we decided to take a trip to the island of Hvar. After driving down the coast to Drvenik we easily got a ferry on to Hvar.

We knew of one campsite that was open on the island so headed there. The campsite was open but completely empty apart from us. Obviously it had been a while since the last visitors due to the amount of dust in the toilet block and the fact that the water was turned off. On the up side we had our pick of water front places. Like children in a sweet shop we had too much choice and opted to drive as close as possible down a little ramp to the water's edge.
As the light faded the islotation of the site took on an eery feel and the fact that I could hear people cutting wood in the other side of some bushes started to bring back memories of 'Texas Chain Saw Massacre'. Safe in the campervan I was just starting to relax when a loud crack of lightening and roar of thunder scared the life out of us. Luckily the storm passed and we slept with the soothing noise of lapping waves just outside the van. In the morning we found ourselves in a bit of a muddy puddle. When trying to reverse up the ramp our wheels spun and we could get nowhere. We tried from a number of angles and then eventually had to sacrifice a blanket in order to get the friction we needed. On closer inspection I think we may have been camping on the boat jetty!

We eventually arrived in Hvar and were not disappointed. Hvar is quite Venetian looking with white marble paving and incredible bell towers. There are lots of tiny streets to explore. I think we were quite luck to have been there out of season; although not much was open it was amazingly quiet and peaceful. It would be great to see more of the islands but out of season it is difficult to get to them. Oh well, we will have to come again.

Just off to dry out a pillow, two chairs and a pair of shoes which we stupidly left out in the rain!