We spent one day exploring the little town of Espenshied -- where my grandmother's ancestors came from -- and took a boat cruise on the Rhine River between the towns of St. Goar and Bacharach. I'll cover Espenshied on a separate post. After leaving Espenshied, we had to cross the Rhine on an auto ferry to get over to St. Goar. Ever since Roman times, the Rhine river has been one of the world's busiest shipping rivers.
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| Driving onto the ferry |
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| There's our little Ford Escape with Bryan inside |
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| The other side, St. Goar |
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| A nice little wine shop in St. Goar |
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| St. Goar, with Rheinfels Castle in the background |
The boat from St. Goar to Bacharach was a hot, sunny, 10 mile ride past towns, castles and churches. Some of these castles were homes to "robber-barons," who pulled chains up across the river to stop shipping boats from passing unless they paid a toll. In the 11th-13th centuries, there were 10 such stops in the 60 mile stretch between Mainz and Koblenz alone. We sat up top so I could take pictures! Here's what we saw...
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| This one looks kind of like a ship, on an island in the river. It was a notorious "toll" point. |
Barges on the Rhine are numerous, transporting goods in and out of Europe. My Rick Steves guide book taught me that the barge lifestyle is a sort of sub-culture -- families own them and live in the stern, workers live in the bow, and the family car and boat rides on top of the bow in the open. There used to be boarding schools in the town of Kaub for the barge-families' children, but they are gone since most barge owners are foreign now. Each barge can haul 2000 tons of goods.
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| The bow |
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| The stern |
We got off in Bacharach (pronounced bock-ah-rock), which we really liked as soon as we saw it. It was beastly hot, so we headed for the most important errand first -- gelato! This little place actually had good Italian gelato, run by a real Italian named Mimo. We found this out because, out of habit, Andrew began to order his gelato IN Italian and Mimo was impressed!
For 300 years (1300-1600) this town was big (pop.4000), rich, and powerful. Now, catering mostly to tourists, this is what Bacharach looks like today...
There is a huge old church ruin halfway up the hill.
The heat was awful, but we hiked up to the top of the hill to see the castle. In the 1200's, for a few years, this castle was actual the capital of Germany. Now, it is a Youth Hostel.
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| The kids each picked up a souvenir "Bock-ah-ROCK" on the trail |
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| Castle courtyard |
When we left Bacharach, we boarded another boat headed back up to our car at St. Goar. This time, the boat was much larger and nicer, and after all the heat, we enjoyed sitting inside in the AC, enjoying some snacks and drinks.
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| I know how to live! |
And so we went back to our home-base of Heidleberg that evening. Next up, Espenshied, Germany.