8 October 2022 - Koromacna, Kornati

It’s been quite a treat to have done different things this week and walking a lot.

Today we only needed to move less than 10 miles to be in a bay at the southern end of Kornati. As there was little wind again, and what there was, was on the nose, we chugged down the Kornati Kanal at very sedate pace, so that we could take in all the scenery.

We spotted some sheep on one of the very small islands. Their colour meant that they were very well camouflaged against the terrain. They certainly wouldn’t need much rounding up, but we wondered how there was enough for them to eat. All of the ground seems to be mostly rock, with just some scrub grass in between.

There are just a few other boats about. When we arrived at our destination, Koromacna, the only sailing boat attached to on one of only eight mooring buoys, was a small German registered boat. It was great to see another private yacht, rather than the ubiquitous charter boats. They set off before we had even finished tying up, leaving us to have the bay to ourselves.

We’ve discovered we’re collecting water in the bilge. This has just started since we came back to the boat in September. In previous years the bilge has always remained completely dry. Steve has looked at some of the sea cocks, but today a systematic checking of everything from front to back, was required. We found no leakage from any of the sea cocks. We, therefore, think that the water collects when we have showers. That’s what happened this afternoon. There must be a problem with one of the pipes though which water is supposed to be pumped out from the shower. Thankfully, it’s not urgent; just something else to put on the winter work list.

Suitably clean, though, the small boat from the restaurant came to take us ashore, after we had watched another glorious sunset. There’s a tiny little harbour for very small boats and some yachts tie up to the outside quay, bows to, because the water shelves very quickly, from 4 metres where the keel will be, to 2.5 metres at the wall. It’s a difficult manoeuvre with just two people, but a couple of guys arrived after dark and did just that. They are obviously regulars and must have done it umpteen times before. They were the only other guests for dinner, it being October, and charter boat change over day. We had a delicious dinner, whilst Dalmatian folk music played. It was a terrific evening, finished off with being ferried back to Equinox, in the, by then, pitch black.