We had made our various plans for the rest day at St Goarhausen; one left the group to join up with family in England to celebrate his mother's 100th birthday next week; most took a day trip on the ferry to Koblenz whilst the remainder stayed local. I walked out to the Lorely statue just up river from the town before going across the river for a look around and a coffee. Then we split up to go our own ways. I had a good beer garden lunch at St Goarhausen watching the Germans go about their weekend leisure. There appeared to be several car, motor bike, and even vintage tractor reunions on this weekend and they love their vehicles, it is clear. Endless streams of them strutting their stuff. Others were out on push bikes. Sensibly, bike helmets are optional here and this makes it easier to hire bikes etc. We are a bit behind in our thinking back home although our road culture is much more aggressive in Australia.
The weather was perfect.
The next day we walked from St Goarhausen to Kamp-Bornhofen, a little more than 21 kms. It was a similar routine of an energy sapping climb out of town to the hills behind, followed by more gentle walks through forests and a couple of very small hamlets. There
were a lot more walkers out this day so we had an endless stream of guten tags, hello, tag, morning as we were going along. All shapes and sizes on show. Quite a few certainly seem to be carrying excess weight. After a quick bite and rest for lunch we were soon heading past a couple of castle ruins and then straight down into Bornhofen and our riverside hotel. Another day on the road less travelled.
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