Paradise Regained. Good-bye to Jerolim.

The end of the vacation is approaching fast. Time to say our farewells to friends and family in Jerolim. We still passed a wonderful day there, and met some new people. For example the skipper of the beautiful Red Coral, who turns out to own also a beautiful gajeta I often admire in Križna Luka.
While swimming I noticed that Mekićevica's anchor was wedged in some rocks and sure enough when we tried to leave it was stuck. We immediately got help from several people and the situation was resolved by brute force: the speed boat of Mare's friend with its huge motor just whacked the anchor out of the rocks. We still had time for a short but enormously relaxed sail in the late sunshine, and weakening maestrale.
Tomorrow is departure day, so we payed the exorbitant price the sailing club charges for mooring at their peer overnight.