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At the Croatia Boat Show in Split, Croatia

Date: 1 Apr 2008 - 30 Apr 2008
Location : Split harbour (next to Dioklecian Pallace and Riva ) ,From here it's just 5 to 10 minutes walking to Garden Private Accommodation in Split Croatia
ADRESS: Solurat 22, Spit SPLIT COTTAGES | APARTMENTS IN SPLIT | PRIVATE ROOMS IN SPLIT , RENTAL
Type: Sports & Leisure
Location: Split Harbour
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Sunday, September 02, 2007

Split, Croatia

Up on deck at five o'clock, on board the ferry to Split. It's called the Marko Polo, which sounds like a good omen at the start of a very long journey. Visibility clear.
What I'm looking out on now is Dalmatia, home to the Illyrians, who settled 5,000 years before the Greeks and Romans. This is not new Europe, this is very old Europe.
When I reach Split, I'm struck by how much it resembles Nice, and the arcades of the long, stone-flagged Republic Square only accentuate the neo-classical feeling. It's all down to pedigree.
Split became part of the Venetian empire in the 15th century and went through a period of French occupation at the time of Napoleons conquest.
Later, in a bar by the sea, I watch the final of the Eurovision Song Contest. Croatias hopes lie with Severina, a local girl. Unfortunately, they are not the only things to have lain with Severina.
She had previously featured in a pornographic video that was broadcast on the internet. Her song, Moja Stikla (High Heels), is loud and frenetic and her skirt, slit to the crotch, is whipped off early.
Even so, she comes 13th. Worse still, she is beaten by the only two other ex-Yugoslav entrants, Macedonia and Bosnia.

Hvar, Croatia

I leave Split on the ferry to the island of Hvar. Its Sunday night and all seats on deck are taken by tourists and Hvarians returning from a weekend in Split. A bright, intelligent girl who lives there tells me that Hvar is, quite simply, paradise.
What catches my fancy most is the smell of the place. Like a slice of Provence cut loose and floated down the Mediterranean, Hvar is famous for its lavender fields. This is not even the lavender season, and yet the aromas around me are intense.
But Hvar is deserted. Only 10,000 people live here, the rest having moved away to cities such as Split or even as far as Australia.
My companion and guide, Igor Zivanovic, loves the island and its beauty, yet sees that it offered only hard work and low rewards.
Igor, a Croatian, is 51 and has lived here since 1961. He has a long, greying ponytail and a shirt that pops open to reveal a bulging stomach. With some difficulty, he has found two donkeys (one is lame) to take us around. Once the staple form of transport here, they have been superseded by cars.
In the sleepy little port of Starigrad, Igor has a bar-restaurant that seems to embody his highly individual lifestyle. He is already at work hunting down a bottle of wine.
From the ceiling hangs a mobile sculpture, a mannequins leg is stretched out in a cooler cabinet and there are clocks everywhere, all stopped at 3.04.
The time Tito died! shouts Igor from the kitchen. He was the greatest hedonist of all time. Me, I have to go to the cinema to see Gina Lollobrigida. Tito, he just ring her up. Igor points out a bumper sticker from Alaska that reads, If Its Tourist Season, Why Cant We Shoot Them?
An hour or so later we eat an excellent meal of freshly caught sardines and spicy lamb stew served on red tablemats with hammers and sickles in the corner.
This is the food of my grandparents, Igor announces with deep satisfaction, before a familiar theme refuels, his anger. Tourists! They breed unscrupulous people who take their money without any locals involved.
This is the food of my grandparents, Igor announces with deep satisfaction, before a familiar theme refuels, his anger. Tourists! They breed unscrupulous people who take their money without any locals involved.
He tips another glass down. When McDonalds open here... Igor stops, grabs at an imaginary rope round his neck and yanks it upwards.
Dubrovnik, Croatia
As the crow flies, Sarajevo and Dubrovnik are less than 150km apart. While in Sarajevo the scars of war are plain to see, her southern neighbour gleams and glitters as if freshly polished. Yet the jewel of the Adriatic was not spared the violence.
In the eyes of the West, the two great outrages of the war were the destruction of the bridge at Mostar and the shelling of Dubrovnik.
Branka, my guide, remembers the morning of the very first hit. I believed that nobody normal, at the end of the 20th century, could shell a town like Dubrovnik.
Yet within months of the end of fighting in 1995, Dubrovnik was patched up and back in business. As if to illustrate the point, a tidal wave of tourists pours from one of the cruise ships that many locals feel are overwhelming the old town.
I escape to the tranquillity of a Franciscan priory, where I find Edin Karamazov, a Bosnian-born lute player. So expert is he at his craft that he has just been working with Sting on a recording of the work of the English lutenist, John Dowland.
Edin tests himself with an adaptation of Bachs Toccata And Fugue. The result is lovely and technically dazzling, and even when one of the strings snaps, it seems to snap in time with the music.
Is there anything you can play without the string? I ask.
Edin frowns, nods and goes into a perfect rendition of Over The Rainbow.

Coast: sun, seafood, swimming, sailing

SPLIT, Croatia (AP) Up and down the stone piers of Split's raucous port we walked, past a melange of ferries, yachts, tugboats and fishing vessels. Up and down.
Past double-decker sailing yachts with racks of bikes on-board. Past fishermen on low-slung dinghies, squinting at the clouds. Past hobbyists racing metre-long remote sailboats like it was Croatia's own America's Cup.

Still Cruising After All These Years

Herb McCormick
Arthur and Germaine Beiser keep their 57-foot Ardent Spirit at the Kremik Marina near Split, Croatia.
Still Cruising After All These Years A half century on the water hasn't slowed Arthur and Germaine Beiser one bit. Herb's Watch from our August 29, 2007, CW Reckonings
2007. kolovoz 28 By Herb McCormick More articles by this author
If looks could kill, this is a tale I wouldn't be telling. I was snapping photos of the smart, comfortable interior of Arthur and Germaine Beiser's lovely Moody 57, Ardent Spirit, a few weeks ago off the coast of Croatia and asked Germaine if I might take a picture of her posing in the boat's clean, efficient galley. Oh, so you get Arthur in the nav station and you want me in the galley, she said, with piercing eyes and a tone that suggested I had some explaining to do.
Um, well, I didn't mean anything, honest! I oinked, er, stammered. It's just a cool galley love the tile!and you were already standing there and
Mercifully, Arthur came to my rescue. Why don't you get both of us? he said, sidling into view. But the point had been made: When it comes to keeping Ardent Spirit a going concern, the Beisers stand on equal ground. And those terms were established long ago, for Ardent Spirit is the sixth cruising boat that Arthur and Germaine have owned in an oceangoing career now spanning, gulp, fifty years.
The most remarkable aspect of that fact, however, is that the Beisers', now in their 70s, show no signs whatsoever of slowing down. When I visited them in the bustling Kremik Marina near Split, Ardent Spirit's homeport for many years, they were waiting for a break in the weather to further explore a coast they've come to love. And while Ardent Spirit is a substantial vessel by anyone's definition, it's clear that the Beisers have little trouble getting the most out of her.
Bigger is easier, up to a point, said Arthur. It's more comfortable and less sensitive to bad weather that hits you suddenly. When you do something on deck, you can use both hands. You can carry whatever spares and gear you need so you're more or less independent of the shore. And, of course, it's nice to sail fast and big boats sail faster than a smaller boat without having to exert yourself. A big boat sailing fast is a great pleasure.
If Arthur sounds like an authority on these sorts of matters, it's because he is. A longtime physics professor at New York University, he's the author of such weighty tomes as The Physical Universe and Concepts of Modern Physics. But for many years he was also a regular contributor to the major sailing magazines, including Cruising World, and his book The Proper Yacht was one of the top marine titles of the 1970s and 80s.
The Beisers got into sailing in 1957 with a 28-foot woody called Nipinke, and soon after moved up to a 32-foot Tripp design they named Petrouchka. By the time their third child arrived, in 1960, they were ready for something bigger and were seriously considering a brand new boat from Hinckley called the Bermuda 40. Then, by chance, they were visiting their boatyard in City Island, New York, one Sunday afternoon and learned that Minot's Light, a 57-foot John Alden design they'd admired on a cruise to Maine several years earlier, was about to go on the market the next day. The asking price of $35,000 was in the B40 neighborhood, and Arthur exhausted the family's $500 checking account for a down payment. Minot's Light was theirs.
For the next 17 years, the Beisers ranged far and wide aboard the steel-hulled beauty, crossing the Atlantic for summer cruises of the Med and the Baltic Sea. They visited Croatia in 1966 and saw one other cruising boat the entire time. But once the kids were off to college, they decided to downscale (Germaine professes that she never really cottoned to the boat, and both agree that the upkeep, particularly the varnished mahogany cabin top, was a nightmare"); their next boat was a Swan 47 called Quicksilver. But after a few years, the 47-footer wasn't roomy enough, and they made a big move up, purchasing a Nicholson 70 they called Isle.
The Isle saga, from beginning to end, was a star-crossed matter. After a major refit in a New England boatyard, they set off for the Azores in early November and, in the hardest way imaginable, learned that the work they'd paid for was not only substandard, it was lethal. To cut directly to the chase, Isle sank in the North Atlantic; the Beisers and their crew were rescued by a bulk carrier; insurance covered the loss of the boat; and the boatyard settled for damages midway through the lawsuit that closed the circle on the entire messy affair.
Not surprisingly, the Beisers decided they'd wait a while before purchasing a boat to replace Isle. But only a few weeks passed before they were clambering aboard the custom 57-foot Bill Dixon-design in the Moody parking lot. That was twenty years ago. They've never wanted or needed another cruiser.
The boat had originally been called Kindred Spirit, a name that didn't resonate with her new owners. However, after the debacle in renaming what became Isle, the Beisers didn't want to tempt fate again, so they played with the moniker and came up with Ardent Spirit, the ancient name of whiskey. And, said Arthur, it suggests a certain amount of viv that we were rapidly losing, so we thought the name might be helpful.
I love this boat, said Germaine. It's fast and really comfortable. It's just been terrific.
The Beisers, obviously, have seen a lot of changes in cruising under sail over the years. When we first started it was for the elite, the dead broke, or both, said Arthur. But it wasn't a middle-class thing, which it now is. On the whole, boats are better and cheaper, so that a much larger number of people can participate. This is good.
The bad? Well, the number of nice places to sail to is finite, and they're filled up, he said, then laughed. Of course, I have no right to disapprove of others sharing my pleasure, I just wish they'd learn how to anchor!
In Croatia, the Beisers have room to spread out a bit. The coastline here is 400 miles long, and there are something like 1,100 islands to explore, said Arthur. The opportunities are endless.
Fifty years down the road, and not so much has changed for Arthur and Germaine Beiser. Their very proper yacht is sturdy and strong, they know precisely what to do with her, and there's another anchorage beckoning right around the bend.

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