We sailed out of the Izola marina at about 9 a.m.
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A rusty trawler was moored at the pier; I don't know if it is still used for fishing.
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Rust on the hull.
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Sea gulls.
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We headed north, to Trieste.
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There were plenty of other vessels, all hurrying to the same spot to see the race.
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A big orange boat with spectators observing the thin line of sailboats in the distance.
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First we had to strain our eyes to even see the sails.
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Then they got closer really quickly. Here they were turning around a buoy.
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One of the fastest sailboats.
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Many more were coming.
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The ones with bigger sails were, naturally, faster.
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Some people were enjoying themselves a lot!
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An old-timer. I will have to ask how it's called.
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I don't know how they managed not to collide in that crowd.
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Countless sailboats.
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More than 2,000 sailboats, actually.
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After spending a coupld of hours watching Barcolana, we headed back to Izola to drop off one of the "crew".
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The pier in Izola.
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Our sailboat for the day.
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Reflection.
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Izola.
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Repetition.
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An attempt at kite-boarding or just showing off the kite? Note the ship in the background.
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As there was time left, we sailed to the south past Fiesa to Piran. This is Piran church on top of a cliff.
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Piran from the other side.
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Piran and its colorful houses.
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We sailed into the Piran Bay and then turned around.
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The church dominating the town.
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Punta.
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Colors.
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Red sail.
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Red sail.
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Piran in a curve.
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Panorama.
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Sail and rope.
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Oily reflections.
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After a hearty dinner of calamari, we sat back and enjoyed the sunset in the marina.
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Two men and a boat.
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Marina skyline.
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