Zaton, Croatia, is a charming tiny village nestled in a tranquil Adriatic sea inlet. It’s only a few minutes’ drive from Dubrovnik, and it’s a perfect place to get away from the crowds while still having easy access to the city.
The journey from Split to Dubrovnik was rather short. My father and I drove for almost three hours. We returned our rental car in Dubrovnik and then passed the time while waiting to meet up with our adventure tour group that we had scheduled.
Huck Finn Adventures had an 8-day adventure tour that we had booked. I’m not usually a fan of tour groups, but this one looked interesting. I was also traveling with my father. He isn’t quite as amused as I am. I’d be perfectly content to spend the entire day sitting around, drinking beer, and photographing clouds. My father, on the other hand, is more of a doer.
We were picked up by our tour guide after a few hours in Dubrovnik. We took the tour van to Zaton and got into a hotel room. The tour guide had picked up everyone from our tour group, so we had the evening free. Our adventure would begin the next day.
Tour groups are a compromise. In exchange for cool places and fun activities, you give up a lot of independence and flexibility. I fell in love with Zaton the moment I saw it. I also knew that if I had been alone, there was no way I would have stayed there.
The village is charming and nicely kept. Furthermore, the waterfront appears to be a park or a resort.
We stayed in Villa Leona, which had a very wonderful room. This site, according to Google, allows you to reserve rooms. If you have your own vehicle, I believe it is an excellent spot to stay when touring Dubrovnik.
That night, we didn’t do much. We just sat back and relaxed while eating dinner. I went for a walk to take some pictures.
I’m not sure if there are any dolphins in this bay, but it looked like a fantastic spot to grow up. What fun it would be to be a kid here, hopping aboard your family’s boat and exploring the local islands.
This small cat was lounging by the water’s edge. Cats are usually afraid of water, therefore it surprised me that it spent so much time resting on the step that was occasionally wet.
We got up at a normal hour the next morning and met the people with whom we would be traveling for the next eight days. There was a family consisting of a mother, father, and two adult sons. There was a brother and a sister in the family. And then there was my father and me.
It was a wonderful small group, and everyone seemed like they’d be a lot of fun to hang out with. Our tour guide was also fantastic, and I wish I could recall his name because I’ll be referring to him as “the tour guide” for the next eight posts, which will get old fast. Perhaps my father recalls.
We moored our yacht on an island and rented kayaks for everyone. Because the kayaks could fit two persons, we teamed up and began our voyage around a beautiful island.
The weather was fantastic, and the water was perfectly clear. Almost everyone in our company had never kayaked before, so there were some amusing moments as we all learned to use the kayaks.
We arrived at a beach for lunch after an hour or two of kayaking. The setting was breathtaking. The combination of the shade of the vine-covered trellis and the mild sea air felt like the perfect daydream. And the dinner was even more delectable because of the hunger we had built up on the water.
The location where we came to a halt appeared to be spectacular! I would have preferred to spend the rest of the day here, but we had to continue on our journey.
My lunch consisted of a large piece of beef and some potatoes. It was fantastic.
After lunch, I didn’t take many pictures. I didn’t want to get my phone wet because the gopro photos didn’t work out great. After lunch, we switched kayak partners. Because the brother and sister were having such a hard time with the kayak, I teamed up with the brother and my father teamed up with the sister. That seemed like the best approach to ensure we’d get around the island before dark.
We came to a halt for cliff jumping at one point. It never appears to be particularly high on camera, but it felt dangerously high when we were standing there. It was a lot of fun jumping. I enjoy the sensation of horror you get when everything in your body and mind tells you not to jump, yet you force yourself to.
We parked our kayaks and boarded the motorboat after going around the island. We returned to Zaton to clean up before being driven to Dubrovnik for supper by our guide. I’ll write a post about it tomorrow.
I hope you enjoyed reading about our journey in Zaton and the wonderful little village of Zaton. Tomorrow’s topic will be Croatia’s most well-known and, possibly, most beautiful city. I hope you’ll come along for the ride as the experience unfolds!