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We spent one night in Split before joining up with the bike tour there. Had dinner at a fun restaurant with funky design and great food.

A wonderful lunch within the narrow walls inside of Diocletian’s palace in Split

Looking up from lunch

We are not generally fans of organized group travel, though we love to see places by bicycle, and biking often works better in organized group travel. We are also not generally fans of cruises, and yet here we are on a two-week organized boat and bike tour of Dalmatia.

Our friend Ethyl had signed up for this tour last year and urged us to check it out. We met Ethyl biking in Japan about five years ago. And we see each other a couple times a year in New York. She mostly lives in California but spends the winter in New York, where she is a conductor for the Christmas Spectacular at Radio City Music Hall. We love Ethyl, love biking, and love Croatia, so we actually ended up planning this whole eight-week summer getaway around this particular tour.

A few days into it, the tour comes with the expected annoyances. Our quarters are of quite minimal comfort, groups can be annoying, and we are subject to more talks and waiting for people than our low tolerance level ordinarily permits. No surprises there.

On the plus side, we’re getting to see a lot of beautiful Mediterranean landscapes, and there is something wonderful about the way you encounter those places from a bicycle.

We’ve so far completed 3 of 12 of our bicycling days. And by day 3, those have fallen into a pretty nice rhythm. Mediterranean islands are anything but flat. When you start and finish from a boat, that means you start each tour from a lovely harbor and begin with a lot of hard climbing. Then you ride between charming villages, along vineyards, between low stone walls. You get many glimpses of the turquoise waters in the distance. And the ride eventually ends with a long descent to another (or sometimes the same) beautiful harbor — often followed by a cooling swim in that turquoise water. Not a bad routine at all.

As for those initial climbs, they are a little easier for me than for Jim. When he signed us up for this trip, he signed me up for an e-bike, which I’ve never used before. Jim himself remains too purist for that, but I’ll admit, I really love the e-bike. I can set it to give me a nice little boost when I’m climbing these tough hills. Im still peddling and getting my share of exercise, but there’s no more dreading the long steep climbs. Makes the biking a pure joy.

Lots more islands to explore!

Day 3 started from the stunning harbor of Vis on the island of the same name

From Vis we rode across the island to the lovely harbor town of Komiža

Looking down on Komiža as we climb back up to the center

Great to see Ethyl again!

Guess which island we are on

The Franz Joseph I Promenade runs 12 km along the sea, linking Opatija with neighboring towns Volosko to the north and Lovran to the south

Opatija is packed with grand old hotels in beautiful condition

I was intrigued by this Fixer Upper

Nothing says ‘Mediterranean’ like a plate of fresh anchovies

From Trieste, we cut back across a corner of Slovenia to get to our first stop in Croatia. Opatija sits on the Kvarner Gulf, the northern-most stretch of Croatia’s spectacular Adriatic coast.

Arriving here — and while planning this trip — I am struck by the sheer amount of tourism and related infrastructure that lines this coast. From the Kvarner Gulf in the north to the Dalmatian Coast in the south, I’m astounded by the number of resort towns that line Croatia’s coast and its many islands. And I’m pretty excited about seeing a lot more of these spots.

One of my favorite resources for travel planning is the UK newspaper The Guardian. They publish really good lists of “best hotels” in particular countries or regions. They list and describe hotels at various price levels that combine exceptional quality lodging, food, location, service, and value. For me it’s a great way to find places in a country that has plenty of good infrastructure, as well as to locate good value in each place. I couldn’t believe how many hotels in how many locations they listed for Croatia. It was hard to process it all.

This list helped me settle on Opatija as a good starting point for this trip. Now I had never even previously heard of Opatija, but once we arrived I just can’t believe how lovely it is — and how much tourism there is here alone. The town stretches along a pretty cobble-stone promenade running for miles along the coast. And many of the hotels occupy grand historic buildings that look like they have been lovingly renovated.

Though we’ve been to Croatia a couple times before, we’re excited to start a new journey down this beautiful coast. We feel like we’ve seen so little of what it has to offer. And since we’ll spend two weeks on a boat, biking in new destinations every day, we hope to get a good taste of a lot of new destinations. From what I’ve seen in just this first stop, it’s the Mediterranean we love — beautiful blue water, stunning landscapes, lovely architecture, good food. Why go anywhere else?

I never get tired of seats like this

A lively, rustic-yet-sleek dinner spot with great food. Earliest we could get a dinner reservation was 10 pm. It was worth the wait.

Our favorite lunch spot, seconds from our hotel

One of Jim’s favorite poses

Stunning Lake Bled and Bled Island

Minnesotan that he is, Jim spent a lot more time swimming in Lake Bled than I did, but here’s proof I made it in too

If you google Slovenia, the first image that pops up is of postcard-perfect Bled. It’s a lovely vacation town that sits on a stunning lake with that oh-so-pretty island with a church in the middle. Though it’s just barely an hour from Ljubljana, we picked up a car and drove here to facilitate the next parts of our journey.

When I was backpacking in Europe in college, my parents and two siblings came over and met up with me for a day in Florence. Before that they had courageously wandered into Yugoslavia to a place called Bled. Yugoslavia sure sounded exotic at that time. And this obscure town of Bled sounded surprisingly nice. It took me another 38 years to get here myself.

Despite having seen all those postcard images of Lake Bled, we were still blown away by the beauty of this place. You can walk around the lake in about an hour, and it’s gorgeous from every angle. The color of the water is stunning. A castle rises over one side of the lake. Pretty chalets are sprinkled all around. It’s all ringed by the craggy peaks of the Julian Alps. And that island church is so perfect.

Bled Castle watches over the lake

Happy people in a beautiful place

Architecture and window boxes remind us of romantic towns in Germany and France

You can’t take too many pictures of this stunning lake. Especially if there is a swan!

Hiking out of town toward the Vintgar Gorge

Just outside town I ran into my first cat of the whole trip. He came running toward me, and when he got close he sort of jumped to get his head closer to my hand for faster petting.

Though we came to Europe to escape the heat and humidity of July in New York, it’s actually been unseasonably hot in much of Europe. In fact, it’s been hotter in Slovenia this week than in New York. Cool blue Lake Bled has been a nice antidote to that.

For another escape from the heat, we hiked about an hour out of town to the Vintgar Gorge. There it takes about an hour to traverse the gorge on a series of boardwalks and footbridges. The air is cool and refreshing, and the river winds and crashes below you. Now we know where the word ‘gorgeous’ comes from. We were again stunned by the beauty of the place. And here we were afraid we were too jaded to be impressed any more!

The gorge was truly gorgeous

Here we are at the gorge — happy, cool, and impressed

More gorgeous gorge

The hike back to Bled took us through a very attractive forest

On one of my walks around the lake I wondered how different it looked when my parents were here in the Yugoslavia of 1984. Was it as beautiful then? Were there as many tourists? Were the pathways as attractive and well maintained? Did my parents walk all the way around the lake? Then I did some math and realized that when they were here they were 11 years younger than I am right now. And 20 years younger than Jim. Now that’s weird.

Jim was pretty excited by the local sausages

A pretty little group of water lilies on the lake

Jim looks pretty happy with the dinner menu