October 15, 2022 A word of explanation. These posts are not meant to be a travelogue that shows the things to see or do while where we are traveling. It is the bits and pieces I find fascinating for one reason or another that occurred during the day. For example, we have been to St. Goar a number of times in the past and the post reflects that.

A lovely day in Bacharach.

St Goarhausen across the Rhine from St. Goar.

The castle above St. Goarhausen.

Walking down the street this caught our eye.

A little different than the 1967 Mustang we drove off from our wedding in. I wonder if Linda, the farm girl I married, would preferred to have driven of in a tractor. A little birdy is telling me absolutely positively no way.

The church named after the founder of the town.

The parish priest, hermit who founded the town in the 6th century and later became a saint.

Steps in making a wood carving.

The clock store now also has the beer steins that were formerly in a separate store, plus a lot of tacky tourist items. St Goar is not what it used to be.

Another town flooded by the Rhine.

The sun made for a nice photo.

The ferry that runs between the two towns opposite each other.

They bring a smile to the faces of passersby, us included.

This church in St. Goar is very similar to the one in Bacharach.

Very similar indeed.

This didn’t look good.

First it was going to be late by 10 minutes, then 35 minutes, then an hour.

With the delay we walked the block block to the waterfront.

The ticket machine for the local trains.

Touch the British flag and it is in English.

Many different ways to pay. We find it easiest to just tap our credit card to white pad just below the keypad.

When we returned to the station the train had been cancelled, but another was scheduled to arrive shortly. Of course that train was delayed several time also.

Photo posted just to provide evidence we eventually arrived back in Bacharach before night came.

the nice weather brought out the people in Bacharach.

Halloween time had arrived on the house across from and below our balcony.

All those flowers are hard to walk by with occasionally taking a photo.

Went with a beer with dinner tonight. It was not what I like, being way to sharp. The food on the other hand was awesome just like always. And of course, Linda had her Riesling. I’ve been told I am going to have to make more Riesling when we get home., a task I will definitely enjoy both making it and later drinking it my thoughtful wife.