Yesterday, Saturday the 19th, was just so perfectly executed, it’s worth writing about even a day late. We managed to island hop four Croatian islands linking ferry stations and still getting 121 kms on the bike. And when there was no such ferry, we commanded Mario and his ship to haul us in his diesel taxi to a tiny town at the northern tip of the next. In all, it was Cres (my favorite island, with lots of climbing and tall mountains), Krk with the town Baska (the prettiest town), Rab with town Rab (the coolest town), and Pag (a barren, flowing island with 5000 ft mainland peaks overshadowing it. We landed in Novalja for the night, a fun town, but we yearned for the un-touristy vibe and genuine personalities of Rab.