It was our last day in Croatia and we were driving north from Dubrovnik to the airport at Zadar.
Travelling north-west with the Dinaric Alps soaring above us inland and catching a few clouds as they rushed in from the sea we spied orange roofs, blue sea, white beaches – the idyllically typical Central Dalmatian village of Primošten which occupies an especially pretty little promontory jutting out from the mainland into the sea.
In the past Primošten was situated on an islet close to the mainland and was protected by walls and towers and it was connected to the mainland by a draw bridge.
When these protective arrangements were no longer required the draw bridge was replaced by a causeway and in 1564 the settlement was named Primošten after the Croatian verb primostiti which means to span. This old part of the town is built on a hill and is dominated by the parish church of St. George which was built in 1485 next to the local graveyard from which there is a stunning view over the sea and the surrounding mountains.
This was probably the most picturesque of all of the Adriatic towns that we passed by or visited on our journey and it was lovely here today but I imagine that it can get a bit overcrowded in high summer.
We only made a very short stop because time was moving on but we found time to sit on the side of the harbour and have a drink in the sun next to some expensive looking charter boats that were moored up nearby and a table full of racing push bikers all looking ridiculous in brightly coloured skin tight lycra and insect shaped helmets.
We carried on along one of the best parts of the journey and the old old main road took a scenic route that was never more than a few metres from the sea and the shingle beaches and with good views over the Adriatic Sea and the inviting looking islands.
Except for the fact that the road wasn’t at a high elevation with imminent danger of crashing over the side of a mountain this did remind me a great deal of the Amalfi drive in Italy. The road snaked along the coast with its inlets, yacht harbours and picturesque coastal villages and always running directly underneath the limestone mountains that rose dramatically just a few hundred yards or so inland.
Apart from the location and the view Primošten is quite unremarkable, no famous people were born there or lived there, nothing notable happened there in history and according to Wikipedia the only thing that seems to happen there these days is an annual donkey race.
Loved our visit to Croatia..this brings back memories of our time there. And great images.
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Thank you. Glad you liked Croatia.
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Even an annual donkey race sounds quite exciting after nearly two years of Covid.
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So true!
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Sounds like the perfect place to me. I love a coastal road. But, of course, I’m not the driver.
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The Dalmatian coast is well worth the drive Jo.
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It looks a really picturesque place. Serbo-Croat is related closely to Russian and “most” is Russian for “bridge”, and “pri” means “at”.
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Thank you for the knowledge John.
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Love the door in that first picture. You’re not really selling Croatia to me. It’s going to end up in the same bucket as Greece, Turkey, Malta and Iceland.
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A good header pic
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I only took coach trips from my base in Dubrovnik but even those were enough to make me fall in love with the area and the coastal drives. What bliss to imagine oneself there now, right now this minute – as I look out on dark skies through rain-streaked windows.
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Wouldn’t that be nice Marie.
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Looks a great place for a visit
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It is Sue, but not very big and not a great deal to do there.
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OK, so not a destination in itself, more a detour
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It is on the way from one place to another.
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😊😊
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I like the idea of an annual donkey race, Andrew! –Curt
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Nice description of the cyclists!
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Men in lycra always look silly!
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I agree. I have two male cycling friends and I just feel like laughing when they turn up in their lycra.
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And in those silly helmets…
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