Today unfortunately, we have to return the boat back to the marina in Sukosan. Our sailing trip is nearly over.

Cheryl & I once again got up early to go into the town for a cup of coffee. I managed sneak into the Bakery to pick up a couple of marmalade croissants. We enjoyed our quiet time looking at all the activities being carried out. Like yesterday, this time of the morning is very busy.

On our way back we found a couple of strays looking for a coffee also. So, we all went back to town and enjoyed our morning. On the way back Brian checked out the marina fuel station to see if it was busy, as we thought it would be much better filling the boat up here rather than competing with all the charter yachts making their way back to Sukosan.

The crew pulled up stumps and off we went. Round to the fuel station, which by then had about 6 boats waiting. Whilst it felt like we were waiting for ever, it really was only about 30 minutes before we got to the bowsers. The boat was very good on fuel, we have covered a lot of territory but had used only about 100 liters of fuel.

Brian thought it would be good to anchor into a bay on the way back and have lunch. We didn't really want to spend too much time in the marina if we could help it. The bay Brian had selected was about 1.5nm's across form the marina. It is a thoroughfare for yachts wanting to go under a bridge that connects the two islands.

Anchoring was new to us, as we had left Marty the anchor boy home. None of us had the skill and experience at anchoring that Marty had. Brian seemed to think that since I spent most of my time at the bow doing the bow ropes, I was skilled enough to fill Marty's big shoes. The instructions were pretty simple, find a clear patch of water and press the button. Which I did - and the anchor dropped out of its cradle, gave the side of the boat a good bang, and was gradually getting pulled down the side. Fortunately, the driver alert never picked up on it. Quickly however I rectified the whole thing and got the anchor down properly.

There were only a couple of boats moored when we arrived, but another 3 turned up soon after. Strangely enough, wearing no clothes once again. If you were playing spot the Aussie, you would find us easily. We are the most overdressed boat on the Mediterranean.

The girls again made a great lunch, using the final leftovers. We decided to have a bit of a nap on the boat before we made our way back. We started for the marina around 3.00pm. It was a great sight to see all the other boats making their way as well. There were so many of them. We made good time and were able to tie up without any issues. A professional team! It was a good decision to fuel up at Bio-Grad, as the bowsers were working overtime at this marina.

We sat around in the evening going over our adventure, reliving all the good things, laughing at the funny things. Brian cooked us a beautiful fettucine. By the time we had finished, all the other yachts had moored, and the marina was full.