Everyone we talked to about this excursion told us it sounded good in theory, but not so much in reality considering the logistics of drinking wine and then attempting to mountain bike. After a minor setback in meeting up with our tour guide / winery owner, Mario, (we were waiting for him at the wrong gate outside the Old Town - who knew the "hole" we were waiting next to was not one of the 3 grand gates?), we were on our way to the Peljesac, a 1.5 hour drive from Dubrovnik.
On the way, Mario revealed that he had been a soldier for the Croatian army during the war. He was about 35, but had experienced so much in that gruesome war. "There were many unneccesary atrocities committed" he said, "many of my friends now suffer from PTSD".
In addition to the war stories, he gave us a whole history lesson on the region during the drive, particularly what it was like living in a land that changed hands so many times throughout its history. He told us his 90 year old grandmother had 7 different passports from 7 different countries, but never left her little village. Throughout the history lesson he sprinkled in the benefits of living a wine-filled lifestyle even commenting that his grandfather last drank water when he was 17!
|Ston was a major fort of the Ragusan Republic whose defensive walls were regarded as a notable feat of medieval architecture. The town's inner wall measures 890 metres in length, while the Great Wall outside the town has a circumference of 5 km.|
|Now I know...never toss un-eaten grapes from a vine, much love, attention and passion are required to grow even the tiniest grapes...I think Mario nearly had a heart attack when I threw the remaining grapes onto the ground.|
The day ended beatifully with a typical Croatian meal prepared by Mario's sister, and more wine than we could drink!