Zion NP
It was a cold night at Zion, even colder on Monday night at Bryce Canyon where there was a big dump of snow. We head for Bryce after dropping into Zion NP for a few hours to have a look around. Zion is an interesting place because unlike many of the other canyon parks in the south-west you arrive at the bottom not the top! At Zion a road runs up the base of the canyon beside the Virgin River. There are various stop offs to look up at formations and to wander off on walks. This suits Homealone who doesn’t like being up and looking down. We only had time to drive up and down the road with a couple of brief stops. Some wonderful rock formations in this place. A few of them are here.
Getting out of the Zion Canyon to head for Bryce is a different story. It is a long climb up the canyon on a series of switchbacks. The road is good, but it is not guard railed and there are some enormous drop offs. Allthego was even a bit edgy. About half way up you enter a tunnel that runs for nearly 1.5 km through the side of the Canyon and you pop out near the top. It was constructed in the early 1930s, so its not quite as flash as our modern day tunnels. There are windows out the side of the tunnel that give views over the canyon. But unfortunately you can’t stop, so it’s just a quick look-see as you pass by.
From there on the road to Bryce is fairly flat as you pass among the rock formations atop the mesa, caught a close up view of some mountain goats and buffalo.
Arrived at Bryce as the sun was setting and got a quick view of the canyon, quite amazing but that is the story for the next blog. Snow still on the ground and at about 7 pm it was 1 below zero, clear sky and not much wind. So that snow will be there tomorrow!
Hoover Dam
Hoover Dam is only about a 30 minute drive from Vegas and has been on Allthego’s bucket list to see.
We have never seen a real Roadrunner, this one is stuffed.
This was a seriously big dam to first plan and then build it back in the 1920/30s. It broke many records and developed new engineering techniques. The Dam wall acted as the roadway from Route 93 which connects Las Vegas and Phoenix in Arizona. It was a real traffic bottleneck and lead to the construction of the bypass bridge. This bridge has a walkway for tourists to stroll along looking down into the Colorado River and across to the Dam wall itself. It’s a great view. You can then look back from the Dam wall to the bridge and down the Dam wall to the river far below.
Lake Mead behind the Dam wall is well below its historic high points which are marked by the white canyon walls. One suspects it will never reach these levels again because of the demands for water from Vegas and the surrounding agricultural regions. This and the 3 other dams on the Colorado have certainly tamed the river. Now a bit over 80 years old one wonders whether it would have been built in today’s environmental times. We left the Dam and drove around Lake Mead’s edge heading for Zion National Park for the night. This was a great drive along the Park road through the bad lands type desert environment.
The Nevada police are very nice chaps alerting Allthego to the 25 mph speed limit through one of the small towns along the way. He was so friendly he advised us to visit one particular desert park on our return trip. We thanked him for his advice and slowly moved on.
Its getting colder as we head further north and to higher altitudes in Utah. Nice and warm in our Best Western at La Verkin about 20 miles from Zion NP.
Big night out
We have now come back to earth. Time to do a bit of wandering around at street level to see a few more things from that angle. There are all sorts of characters on the streets, including us. You come across Micky and Mini Mouse, Elvis in a scooter, Superman, various police women trying to arrest you, ticket scalpers, go-go dancers, street musicians (a loose description), Transformers. The list goes on. Hard to avoid some of them. All part of the never-ending party.
We have also entered into the spirit of things by going to some of the attractions at the various hotels……….Titanic memorobillia, Body Parts (actual dissected humans, various cuts to show the bits) and CSI (solve the murder mystery). Madame Tussauds wax museum.Unfortunately, we couldn’t get to the Zombie Apocalypse or the Zombie Burlesque show. But we did manage to fit in ‘O’ one of the Cirque du Soleil shows and just couldn’t miss Donny and Marie (of Osmonds fame) at the Flamingo show room. What a night of nostalgia that was. Here is a question for my readers. How many brother and sister singing acts have there been? Can you name them? Answers in a later blog.
The ten of us on tour had a bit of a flash dinner at the Steak house in the Flamingo to celebrate Leanne’s 60th. A great meal and company was ok too for that matter.
Well it is now time for us to all move on from Vegas and leave the party. Allthego and Homealone head off in a car for a week. Hoover Dam is the first stop and then Zion and Bryce Canyons to get a fix of the great outdoors.
Up up and away
Well, when in Vegas you can go along the Strip, down the strip, up the strip or you can go ‘up up and away’. Vegas is a flat place so to get up and see the place you have to get up. This can be in all sorts of ways. Tall hotels and attractions, helicopters and small aircraft.
We chose to go up a couple of ways to see things from above.
Allthego went for a balloon ride, Homealone was just not into this and stayed at the hotel. It meant a 4am rise, to be all over by 8am or so. It was just great drifting around to the east of the strip. Landing in a new ‘field’ of rock and dust behind the latest IKEA. Great views. We got up to 4000 ft above sea level, actually 1600 feet above the ground at Vegas. It is only where water is available that there is greenery. So the golf courses have green fairways and greens but the rough is just dust and rock.
Now, most of those in the basket were a bit younger that Allthego. But, Allthego knew the name of the 60s (or was it the 70s?) famous ballooning song. Our pilot thought no one would know it! UP, UP AND AWAY IN MY BEAUTIFUL BALLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON. He played it loud on some sort of gadget, transmitting it to the other two balloons up there in our group. The Fifth Dimension would have been thrilled!
Later in the day , it was up the High Roller to get a closer look at the Strip. This was a bit like being in a balloon. There is little sensation of movement. Takes around half an hour, rises to 550 feet so you get great views of the Vegas skyline.
The Eiffel Tower at the Paris Hotel was the next site for going up. It looks over the Bellagio and the famous water fountains. It certainly goes up and is a great look over the city. They provide you with an I Pad that shows the skyline of Paris from each angle. So you can pretend you are in Paris. Mitchell and I didn’t do this, just happy we were in Vegas!
By this time Mitchell had joined us from Houston: Peter, Cheryl and family from Queanbyan, as well as Stuart and Marie. They had arrived for Homealone’s 60 th celebrations. Not sure where these were to beheld but they certainly weren’t to be up!
Sinatra is 100 in December
Made a mistake in the last post. Vegas is not the ‘town that never sleeps’ that’s New York. Vegas is the town where the ‘party never stops’.
Anyway, Frank Sinatra turns 100 this year and one of the reasons for coming to Vegas was to see him in a comeback concert at the Palazzo. The Palazzo is actually built on the site of the former Sands Hotel which is where he performed in the 50s and 60s along with the likes of Dean Martin, Sammy Davis Jnr and Tony Bennett. In fact Frank told us at the concert that where we were sitting was actually where their old concert room used to be. It’s a pretty good spot for a concert and Frank looks pretty good too for 100. Now for those of my readers who might be a bit puzzled it wasn’t Frank in the flesh but a chap called Bob Anderson. He actually looks a bit like Frank, sounds a bit like Frank and moves a bit like Frank. If you shut yours eyes you might even think he is Frank. He was pretty good at being Frank. And the band was good too. There were a few in the band, including the band leader, who were actually in Frank’s last band. These guys weren’t spring chickens but they were good. Bob Anderson at the end said he wasn’t actually doing the show as a ‘tribute’ type entertainer but more as a tribute to Sinatra. It was a great night’s entertainment.
Earlier in the day we had caught the bus up to the iconic ‘Welcome to Vegas’ sign. This rates like the ‘Hollywood’ sign in Los Angeles. Long queue to get a picture under it. The bloke in front of us took ours and we took is. It turns out he was from the Gold Coast and formerly of Newcastle. He said he felt he had to escape Newcastle lest he was caught there for the rest of his days.
It was then back to the Flamingo. Along the way we stopped off at the M & M shop.
Amazing array of merchandise and M & Ms. We picked up a few items for later and saw the 3D movie short ‘I lost my M in Vegas’. Somewhat amusing. Back to the Flamingo to continue the party.
Vegas at last……………….here we go again
We have arrived in Vegas, been here a couple of days actually. Internet a bit frustrating here in the Flamingo Hotel so Allthego has been a bit slow in getting on the air.
We had a good trip over from Brisbane to LA aboard the Qantas Longreach. Only half full, so we had 4 seats to our self to stretch out in and enjoy the in flight entertainment and lovely airline food. The granola yogurt was pretty good, the mini meat pies and hot dogs ………..well they were so so and should be a no no for Qantas!
Left LA on South West for the short 40 minute hop up to Vegas, just time to sink a coke before we landed around 10am. By 11.30 were in our room at The Flamingo looking out the window at the High Roller. Biggest ferris wheel in the world. A touch on 500 ft high I think, to be confirmed. Takes half an hour to go around. This is a must do.
Met the flamingos in the garden and had a short walk around the hotel. Harrassed by hustlers ‘giving away’ free shows and dinners as part of a ruse in getting you to go to presentations flogging real estate and hotel loyalty programs. Hard to avoid them but we have. Early dinner and off to bed.
Next day, after a long sleep in we were off for more wandering around town catching the sights. Last time here was about 3 years ago and there have been a few changes, some buildings are down, a few more vacant allotments, new buildings and revamped hotels. We found ourselves in Caesars Palace at the Trevi Fountain among the statues for a rather late lunch. Pizza and salad under the dome watching the clouds change colour.
We trudged back to the Flamingo for a rest and snooze to ready ourselves for the next days action in the town that never sleeps!
Prague
We made it to Prague after 8 hours on the bus. It was something like 550 km across the 3 countries, 3 stops to stretch legs and have lunch. One of the stops was at a petrol station which involved most of the gang descending down some steps to the WC. This visit costs 100 FLR (Hungarian Florins, they don’t use the Euro), about 50 cents. Now this petrol station has a neat deal, you can give back your WC ticket (after use of course) as a credit against purchases in the cafe. I’m not sure what this is meant to stimulate, the WC or the cafe. But rum balls in the cafe are 99 FLR and lo and behold everyone swapped their ticket for a rum ball! This run on rum balls exhausted their supply. Such is the APT tourist.
In Prague we have ventured off on the usual bus and walking city tour. Our guide was a walking encyclopedia on everything Prague.
Prague is a pretty big place and very cosmopolitan. By this time we are all hankering for some simple food. So we find just up from our hotel the biggest Irish pub in Prague. We actually have two dinners here of traditional Irish fare.
Day 2 in Prague involved getting on the bus for an full day in the Czech countryside visiting an old Chateau. It is owned by descendents of Czech royalty going back hundreds of years. The Chateau was knocked about by the Nazis and fell into disrepair during the communist era. The current owner got it back after the communists were removed and has slowly restored it to its former glory. The interesting thing we saw here though was a falconry display with various types of birds…….falcons, hawks, eagles and owls. A real highlight of the visit.
Back in Prague we had a late afternoon lie down to rest weary bones and get ready to pack up for the flight back to Australia the next day. Which is actually later this afternoon. I have finally caught up time in the blog! I now have an hour to pack before the bags have to be out. How is that for timing! We have had a great time away but are looking forward to returning home to do the washing.
Budapest
Budapest is the last stop on our cruise down the Danube. It’s a bit of a whistle-stop. Only one day. We have an early arrival in the morning with some free time to look around the covered market area before setting off on the afternoon city tour, another bus and another walk……………well these buses and walks are starting to wear on your humble correspondent. But one must do them. So away we go seeing more buildings and monuments.
There is something special though about Budapest, particularly from up on top of Buda Hill overlooking the Danube and the majestic old buildings. We also stick our noses into the Opera House and have a young lady come out and sing to us from a balcony………….
After dinner the ship does a night-time cruise up and down the Danube with the city lights illuminating the buildings, bridges and glistening on the Danube’s surface. Really quite a marvelous sight.
One could spend a week in this city wandering around eating goulash and ice creams; sucking in the history and sights.
The next day will find us leaving the ship and starting the final leg of our journey. A full day bus trip from Budapest through Hungary, Slovakia and the Czech Republic to Prague.
Vienna
Wien to the locals.
And this is where you get wien schnitzel (although we tend to pronounce it with an ‘a’ on the end ‘wiena’). So what you might ask? Well one of our objectives was to have a ridgy didge wien schnitzel. And here it is. Simply enormous, filled the plate. On a recommendation we had this at a restaurant called Figlmuller, where they have been making them for over 100 years, as a house specialty. It’s a pork schnitzel, not veal so I’m still not sure whether I have had a ‘real’ schnitzel yet!
Allthego was fairly tired after the grueling eating schedule on board the ship. From inspection it appears our clothes have shrunk due to the on board laundry hot water treatment in the washing process. Hopefully they will stretch out a bit upon return to Australia. Anyway this tiredness lead him to doze off on sections of the bus trip city tour and miss some of the buildings and monuments. The walking section of the tour redressed this though and we have plenty of pictures to share at later times.
Along the way we stopped by the Spanish Riding School and by luck one of the horses was on show. We were told all the rest were off on summer holidays having a break from performances. Vienna is an amazing looking place with the old building frontages and monuments commemorating historical events and the various actors in them. The musicians haven’t been ignored and we have statues of Mozart and the all the Strausses. We also saw the ‘blue’ Danube which was a swimming pool on top of/beside one of the canals off the grey/brown river. A pale imitation I might say of South Bank in Brisbane.
There was also the obligatory visit to the massive St Stephens Cathedral in the city centre. Nearby where our ship was tied up was the impressive Jubilee Church.
The highlight here in Vienna though was going to the Liechtenstein City Palace which is owned by the princely family of Liechtenstein. This building had been significantly damaged in WW2. A plane had landed on top of it as well. After the war false ceilings and walls were installed and it was used as offices. We didn’t find out where the Leichtenstein family was at this time. Anyway they seem to have got control of it again in the 1990s and have thoroughly restored it, some of the frescos were actually covered over by the false ceilings. We had a musical recital here, mostly various Strauss pieces…………among them the Blue Danube and the Radetzky March, which got all the hand clappers going.
The next day we were off to the Schonbrunn Palace. This was the summer palace of the Hapsburgs who ruled over most of central Europe for 600 years. They also infiltrated the monarchies of western Europe by inter marriage. The experience here was a little different to the other palaces we have been to in that what we saw was much more connected with the inhabitants lives rather than just displays of things. The Austrians didn’t like the Hapsburgs and they were removed after WW1. The then Emperor though didn’t abdicate and went into exile. Apparantly, his descendents still claim a right to the throne. They are not wanted back. There are several hundred of the Hapsburgs around the world.
We enjoyed two quite sunny days in Vienna before leaving Austria and heading further down the Danube to Budapest in Hungary.
Wachau Valley
Leaving Lintz we head overnight for Melk where we arrive early in the morning. In the mornings we have generally had cloudy weather and a little light rain. In Melk it was no different. We are here for the morning with the main objective being the Melk Abbey, a Benedictine monastery. Monks have lived and worked here for over 900 years.
The whole Abbey underwent significant renovation in the 1990s after it had fallen into decline and hard times. The Church is simply astounding in its glitter. Apparently, someone from the Vatican said that it was worthy of being a chapel in that vast complex. There are a number of relics in residence, including what is claimed to be a splinter from the Cross and items attributable to the early followers of Benedictine. The Benedictine monastery has 450 rooms but today there are only 39 monks in residence. A large part of the rest of the building is a secondary school serving the Melk region. There is an amazing library here with books going back hundreds of years recording the life and times of the Abbey and religious thinking during all that time. They are stacked on shelves from floor to ceiling. The Abbey imposes itself on the top of a hill overlooking the town and the Danube.
As the sun comes out we head further downstream through the Wachau Valley, about 30 km of a very picturesque waterway, and arrive at Durnstein. This is the village where way back in 1192 King Richard 11 was imprisoned in the castle on the top of the hill on his way back to England from the 3rd crusade. The castle was destroyed by the Swedes during the 30 years war in 1645, today it is mostly a pile of rocks. There is a pathway that leads to the top. Allthego had a go but only got half way up before turning back as time was running short to get back to the boat. This was a good excuse as the path was pretty steep in places and a little tiring to do after lunch.
Durnstein is a very pretty little town, surrounded by vineyards and apricot orchards. These apricots end up in a number of products, including liquors and little jars of preserved fruit. Unfortunately, Homealone was of the view that we were starting to run out of room in the luggage and so we were unable to acquire some samples to bring home.
Back on board the ship we see the sun slowly set over the valley as we lounge around on the sundeck.
The ship stays in Durnstein till around midnight before sailing for Vienna.
Salzburg
Maybe some of my readers have noticed that many of the names of the towns we visit end in ‘……berg’ or ‘….burg’. I’m just copying the name from bits of paper we have. So maybe I’m not correct some times and I’m getting bergs mixed with burgs. Not to worry. Today we head for Salzburg aboard the Majestic Imperator , leaving from Passau and travelling through the Austrian countryside. The Majestic Imperator is a rebuild of a famous old train from the 1890s. The old train was used by the nobility of Europe to whip around the countryside. Pretty lavishly set up it was the way to go back then. Well the new 6 carriage train was finished in 1998 and is quite impressive. We enjoyed champagne, canapes and tartlets along the way.
We have been in Salzburg before and the town is quite absorbed in Sound of Music trivia and of course Mozart, who was born here. His memory lives on through sites, music concerts and Mozart’s balls ( around chocolate coated sweet, and I will leave it at that).
One of the things we had to do was have a Salzburg schnitzel for lunch. This is distinguished from a Wien schnitzel (the ones you get in Vienna and what we normally think of ) because the Salzburg schnitzel has a filling of ham and mushrooms. It was pretty good. Unfortunately, I don’t have a photo of it to share with you.
We had our warmest day today, no rain and some clear skies. In the late afternoon we returned on the train to Linz, where those chocolates come from. A couple of Austrian girls and a fella were on board to entertain us with a bit of folk music and gems from the Sound of Music. While all this was happening our ship had sailed down the Danube from Passau to meet us for the next section of the journey to Melk.
Continental Divide here we come
Bamberg is our last stop on the Main River before we leave it and enter the Main-Danube Canal. Bamberg’s main claim to fame seems to be beer. There are though the usual run of old buildings, medieval churches and cobbled streets. The interesting beer here is called ‘smokey beer’, our guide pointed out that it was not to be confused with ‘smokey bear’. The group found this most amusing. Anyway, Allthego and some of our fellow cruisers gave this beer a go in the establishment where it was created many years ago. It is a dark, red beer and indeed had a smokeyness to its taste, it’s also supposed to have an aftertaste of bacon. It is called ‘Rauchbier’. Not Allthego’s cup of tea. Bamberg also had a magnificent rose garden overlooking the town.
After leaving Bamberg we joined the Canal. This was built between 1960 and 1962 and links the Rhine with the Danube. Ships can thus sail the 3,540 km from the North Sea through to the Black Sea. There are 16 locks. They are enormous, 625 feet long, 40 feet wide and 3 are 81 feet deep (about 6 times deeper than those on the Canal du Midi, we didn’t even offer to toss ropes in these ones).
Our next stop was in Nuremberg, 90% destroyed in WW2 and now substantially rebuilt with many ‘look alike’ restorations. The former Nazi presence is still seen at the Parade Grounds where Hitler held his ‘conventions’ in the 1930s and we also drove past the Courtrooms where the Nuremberg trials were held after WW2. Nuremberg is famous for its Ginger bread and toy manufacturing. But it also strongly promotes ‘3 sausages in a bun with mustard’ , the answer to Big Mac’s. These are quite tasty and we had one each as a light snack.
Moving along the Canal in the early evening we passed through the 3 locks that mark the high point of the Canal and where it crosses the Continental Divide of Europe, a somewhat understated concrete wall beside the Canal.
The Canal section ends after 171 km of cruising at Kelheim. It is a really major piece of German engineering that had been in the planning and concept stage since the 1920s. The Canal joins the Danube River near Regensburg and we have a great afternoon here. It is the time of the Regensberg Burgerfest and the streets are filled with locals. There are street stalls of all sorts of food and drinks. Numerous entertainment band stands were tucked away in courtyards providing German folk singing and also popular music. Including some ‘Von Trapp family singers’ look a likes. All ages were out and about enjoying the sunshine between the intermittent rain showers.
That evening we set sail for Passau and on the way pass by ‘Walhalla’ (also referred to as ‘Valhalla’) which is the Germanic paradise where the gods awaited the mightiest of men. It was modeled on the Parthenon in Athens and was built in the 1830s by King Ludwig 1; after he visited Greece and thought it was a good idea to have one of these in the German forest overlooking the Danube. It is said to be full of busts and monuments of ‘none of the best known Germans’, it was a bit of a white elephant it seems.
Overnight we will reach Passau and then head off for the day on a train trip, leaving Germany and heading for Salzburg in Austria.
Main River
The River Main is a tributary of the Rhine and is navigable for 386 km to Bamburg which is our destination in 3 days. The river has been canalised and there are 34 locks along the way, most of these are 3.5 to 5.0 metres high. So they are similar in height to these that we navigated on the Canal du Midi in France. So Homealone could run up the lock steps and Allthego could have thrown ropes up to her. But we were not asked. The locks are also much longer and a bit wider because they have to take the Amabella and the other cargo ships on the River. Most of them we go through at night. And we are still going uphill.
We pass through numerous small towns on the Main including Miltenberg, Wurzberg and Kitzingen. We stop at each of these for walks around the towns. Miltenberg suffered no damage during WW2 and has preserved many of its buildings and houses from the 17th and 18th centuries.
In Wurzberg we visit the magnificent Prince-Bishop’s Residence. The Prince -Bishop ran the town, both religiously and with secular power from the emperor. The internals of this building were mostly destroyed in WW2 but they have since been reconstructed. One enormous ceiling fresco painted in 1753 was protected though and is quite spectacular in its display of the understanding of the world at the time. The 4 continents (their peoples and animals) are represented on each side of the ceiling, too hard to describe further……..

This is one of 4 lions at each end and side of a bridge over the River at Wurzberg. Two face the Catholic Church and the other two look to the Protestant Church, in so doing show their backsides to the Catholics! Or so the story goes.
In Kitzingen we enjoy a German wine tasting in an old underground cellar surrounded by enormous wine barrels. Allthego had his picture taken with the season’s Wine Queen.
We now continue down the Main to its junction at Bamberg with the Main-Danube Canal, which links us to the Danube River.
Rhine Gorge and other things
One of the highlights of this trip is the section of the Rhine for about 50 km beyond its confluence with the River Moselle at Koblenz. Along this stretch of the river the banks narrow in and the hills rise around us. It’s not like a gorge we think of in Australia; not as steep, rugged or deep. It is also clothed in vineyards. Most of which run in rows vertically up the hills, not horizontally as you would think. Why is this so? Well it’s because the sun shines down on them longer and more directly because of the orientation of the gorge. This pattern hasn’t changed for hundreds of years. There is no mechanical harvesting. The pickers carry big baskets up and down the rows. They prefer to walk down rather than up.
Anyway, along the river there are numerous little towns and over looking them is the old ruler’s castle. These rulers taxed the boats as they travelled up and down the river. A lot of these castles were built in the 11th and 12 th centuries. In subsequent periods various marauders ransacked the region and destroyed the castles, including Louis XIV in 1689 and then Napoleon in the late 18th century. The French are not overly popular here. During the 1800s a good number of the castles were refurbished. Today they are used as youth hostels, museums, wedding venues etc.
Our weather was a bit overcast but later in the morning the sun appeared. The sun brightened the countryside up and the castles stood out against the sky.
Another interesting thing along this river section is The Loreley. This is the German version of the old Greek tale about the Sirens luring the Greeks to their death on the rocks. Well Lore is the daughter of Old Father Rhine and she does the same thing to boatmen going up and down the Rhine, near a rather big rock sticking out into the Rhine. They have put up a nice statue of her on the bank and Mark Twain translated the German tale into English, I wont tire you with it on this occasion. But it is a nice tale…………
Later in the day we pull into Rudesheim for the afternoon. There are two main attractions here beside the beer. One is a mechanical musical instruments museum, with all sorts of musical gadgets. Homealone finds this far more approachable than the cable car ride to the top of escarpment. This is where Allthego went.Up here one overlooks the town and the surrounding areas, with the Rhine stretching away in both directions. When Germany was unified in the late 19 th century they put a big monument up here to celebrate the event.
After 415 km we now leave the Rhine and join the Main (pronounced ‘Mine’ ) River and head for our next stop at Miltenberg.
Dinner at Burg Namedy
After our wander through the streets of Cologne we cruised off down the Rhine to Andernach, a small village where Burg Namedy is located. It was built towards the end of the 14th century. It then passed through many hands. From time to time it was renovated with bits being added here and there to improve the lot of the inhabitants. At one stage one of its towers was reduced in height as part of a tax avoidance scheme. Taxes were levied on the height of ones tower; reduce the height, reduce the tax.
In 1908 Prince Carl-Anton von Hohenzollern and his wife Princess Josephine bought the castle as a residence. Now Josephine was the sister of King Albert 1 of Belgium. Before and after WW2 the Castle fell into disrepair. Prince Godehard, the grandson of old Prince Anton, inherited the place in 1988. He set about restoration. Being the banker he was he helped pay for all the work by establishing an arts and cultural program based in the castle. Chamber Music festivals, recitals, weddings, banquets and the like all happen here.
Princess Heide, Godehard’s wife, carries on the show now that Godehard has died. She gave a little speech welcoming us and said how much she and the children loved the place and needed to keep up the cultural program to help pay the way. Our attendance at the dinner helped in this endeavor I’m sure.
It was a pleasant night and during the excellent dinner we were entertained by a classical pianist performance on the grand piano. The 150 of us fitted quite neatly into their dining room. Homealone was suitably impressed with the recital and couldn’t pick any technical problems with the presentation. Allthego found the wine agreeable.
Around 10.30 pm we were back to the boat for sleep and the next days trip through the Rhine gorge. Numerous castles to count.








































































































