Mali Drvenik held many special surprises for us, and our day there will always be a very warm memory for us. Our guide book said the tiny island (permanent population of about 56) boasted terrific sand beaches – we were sold! Ferries to the island leave infrequently – your best bet for a day trip is on a Thursday, when ferries depart from in front of the Hotel Concordia at 10a.m. and leave the island later that afternoon around 6:00. Check with the front desk at the Concordia to see if there are other ferry times – we were there in late September and the tourist season was pretty much over - there may be more ferries during the summer months. The ferry is shamefully inexpensive, just about $2 for the round trip, which is an hour each way. The ride itself is lovely – the ferry passes the Croatian coastline and affords beautiful views of olive orchards and hillsides carved with intricate patterns by miles of stone walls. The water is deep blue and freezing – very refreshing when you get splashed for sticking your head out too far from the boat's railing!
Our arrival on Mali Drvenik was a non-event. The ferry dropped us off at an small, empty pier and continued on to Veli Drvenik (the larger of the two islands). There wasn’t a soul in sight, and the tiny pier, which looked like someone’s personal fishing dock rather than a dock for a large ferry, was deserted and devoid of any signs or information. We had no idea where to go, so we started following some elderly Germans who trudged determinedly off the ferry and up the hill from the dock. It soon became clear to us that these folks were as clueless as we were, so we lost them and struck out on our own, following a path littered with huge rocks (hundreds of them!) that appeared to bisect the island. Our hope was that the fabled pristine sand beaches lay on the other side, since the views we had of the west side of the island didn’t yield any sand. We walked for over 45 minutes, awed by the hundreds of olive trees and acres of hip-high stone walls. (ps – "raw" olives taste really, really bad!.) Periodically we would come upon a small stone house, but we didn’t see a soul. Finally, we came upon the crest of a hill, and down below was a cove with water so blue it looked fake! We headed down the hill, and were greeted by the most gorgeous cove. There was no sand, but enormous smooth, flat-topped rocks lined the shore. We decided then and there to give up the sand beach (after all, we live at the beach in the US – we have sand in our house let alone on the beach) and set up camp on the smooth rocks. We spent the rest of the day marveling at our good fortune to come upon such a place. We swam and snorkeled in the icy blue water (we even found huge sea-urchin shells!). We basked in the sun and slept on the warm rocks. We ate our picnic lunch. We had the entire gorgeous, secluded cove all to ourselves - it was heaven.
Since we didn’t have a clear idea of exactly how to get back to the ferry dock, we packed up and headed back up the rocky road at about 4:30. After following our noses and our instinct for about 40 minutes, we ended up right where we wanted to be, albeit quite early for our 6:00 p.m. ferry. We were in luck again, though, as the one little store on the island was about to open for a brief spell (the store apparently opens only for about 20 minutes at a time, coinciding with the arrival and departure of the ferry). Several locals had already gathered in anticipation of getting supplies and/or beer, and we waited with them. When the store opened, we were served beers on the outside patio, and struck up conversations with the locals. We had a very nice chat with three gentlemen in particular, Anton, Ivan and Josip, who told us how they came to live on the tiny island and included us in their drinking circle of about 6 men. They spoke some German, we spoke some Croatian – we asked each other questions. It was a very memorable and fun experience.
Once the ferry arrived (slightly late – but who cares?) we bade our new friends goodbye and were treated to a most amazing, bright red sunset aboard the boat. We capped the night off with dinner at Top Baloon in Trogir – a perfect end to a truly perfect day.