May 11, 2025 – Exploring Korčula by Scooter
Our Scooter Adventure in Korčula
Mother’s Day away is always a little tough for me since I don’t get to see the kids, so Ron goes out of his way to make the day feel special and keep me distracted in the best way. This year, we decided on exploring Korčula by scooter. Korčula is smaller and more relaxed than some of the other Croatian islands, which makes it perfect for first-timers like me who are still getting comfortable on two wheels.
We started right in the heart of Korčula Town. The cobblestone streets made for an interesting beginning. I worried my tires might spin out and I’d topple over, but after a slightly wobbly start, I got the hang of it. As we rolled further west, the streets grew quieter, the cars and people thinned out, and suddenly I had room to breathe. I had tried electric three-wheeled scooters before in Prague, but a two-wheeled scooter is a whole different story.
Our scooters were 50cc, small and manageable, which made them easy to control and light enough to pop on and off their kickstands. So, with helmets firmly on (so much for wind in our hair 😆), we revved the engines and set out toward the villages of Banja, Kneže, and Račišće. Just outside of Korčula Town, we pulled over to look back, rewarded with sweeping views of the Old Town rising against the sea. Perfect for a round of photos and a few clumsy selfies.
The roads on Korčula turned out to be ideal for scooters. They were smooth, well-maintained, and blissfully free of potholes or other obstacles to dodge. Traffic was light, and the local drivers were patient, even with obvious tourists like us puttering along at slightly cautious speeds. Of course, it helped that we weren’t yet in peak tourist season, when the influx of visitors can test even the friendliest locals’ patience.
We rode all over the island, cruising along peaceful seaside stretches and climbing up into lofty hills that gave us jaw-dropping views of the coastline. In Lombarda, known for its wineries, we hoped to do a tasting but were still about a week too early for the season to start. Instead, we found a little beachside bar where we split a burger and fries. The food was nothing to write home about, but the view more than made up for it.
Dinner that night was back in Old Town at Silk Izakaya, an Asian fusion restaurant right on the promenade. Their menu had just switched over for the season, and every dish we tried was fantastic. I started with an Asian smashed cucumber salad that was so fresh and flavorful I asked for the recipe—and actually got it. I followed it with Mongolian beef and rice that was every bit as indulgent as it sounds. Ron went with chicken udon, which he liked, but I maintain that I had the better pick of the night. Highly recommend this place if you’re in town. They also had an extensive sushi menu that, from the looks of the plates flying past us to other tables, was beautifully presented and fresh.
On our way back to our cozy apartment, we stopped into LoLe once more to pick up a bottle of wine for later. After chatting again with the friendly owner, we carried it home, poured ourselves glasses, and settled in for a few rounds of our beloved Monopoly Deal. Feet up, wine in hand, laughter filling the room—it was the perfect end to a wonderful day.
