You’ll swim beneath Hvar’s dramatic Red Cliffs, snorkel crystal coves near Dubovica beach, and share stories over Dalmatian food in a quiet Pakleni island bay—with time to pause, breathe salty air, and feel like you belong here for a while.
The tour typically lasts a full day with several stops for swimming and lunch.
Yes, snorkeling masks are available on board for guests to use.
Port pickup and drop-off are included; hotel pickup is not specified.
Bottled water is included; lunch at Mlini bay is optional and not included in the price.
Babies under 3 are not advised to join; children must be accompanied by an adult.
Highlights include swimming at Red Cliffs cave, Dubovica beach snorkeling, Zaraće beach stop, cruising Pakleni islands, and lunch at Mlini bay.
The skipper Gordan serves as both your captain and guide throughout the day.
You should have at least moderate physical fitness; swimming is part of most stops.
Your day includes port pickup and drop-off in Hvar town, all fuel charges covered by your skipper-guide Gordan (who knows every cove), bottled water chilled on ice in a cooler aboard the boat, plus use of snorkeling equipment whenever you want to jump in. Lunch isn’t included but can be arranged at a family-run restaurant on one of the Pakleni islands if you’re hungry after all that swimming.
The first thing I remember is the color—those wild red cliffs south of Hvar just exploding against the blue. Gordan, our skipper (he grew up here), slowed the boat and grinned like he knew we’d be stunned. There was this salty tang in the air and that sound boats make when they nudge to idle—sort of soft and hollow. We jumped off for a swim into a cave with a ceiling so high it felt like being inside some secret cathedral. Inside, it was cool and echoey, and there was this tiny patch of sand where we just sat for a minute, not talking much.
Later, we drifted along the coast—past Zaraće beach (I can’t pronounce it right even now)—and stopped at Dubovica. The water’s so clear you almost lose your sense of depth; I tried snorkeling and nearly swallowed half the Adriatic because I got distracted by these little silver fish darting around my feet. Gordan pointed out an old stone house tucked behind the trees—he said his uncle used to fish from there. We grabbed coffee at this tiny beach bar; I tried to order in Croatian and totally butchered it, but the woman just laughed and poured me an extra shot.
Pushing on toward the Pakleni islands, I started feeling that slow-burn happiness you get when you realize you’re far from crowds but close to something real. In Mlini bay we stopped for lunch (not included in the price but worth every kuna). The family who runs it still cooks everything old-school Dalmatian style—grilled fish, olive oil so green it glows. We ate barefoot on warm stones while cicadas buzzed somewhere above us. Afterward, nobody was in any hurry to leave. That’s what sticks with me most about this private tour of Hvar’s south shore—just how unrushed everything felt.

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