During a Sunday afternoon excursion we passed the medieval town of Beilstein on the shores of the Mosel River, a sought after destination throughout the summer and wine fest season. I heard stories of “no possibility of parking” and “people everywhere” during the warmer seasons.
In late November these story don’t ring true. We arrived just around sunset and the town was shrouded in mystery. Perched high above the town Burg Metternich was closed but I climbed the stairs to the gate anyways just to get my own picture of the historic site.
The town’s popularity is due to many events and it’s founding in 1309. Such history! I enjoyed our twilight walk without the crowds of summer. I hope you enjoy my images.
Welcome to Part 3 and the last installment of my day exploring the historic city of Koblenz. We happened upon the Christmas Market guided by laughter and cheerful banter between children baking in one of the market huts.
Down some stairs and through a passage we entered the market itself which was already busy with visitors enjoying a glass (or more…) of Gluehwein. It was noon and the food stands had long line ups for sausage on a bun, Reibekuchen (potato latkes), cookies, sugared almonds, and other sinful morsels of food.
We carried on without temptation and found ourselves at Sacred Heart Church which looked imposing. It was first erected in the early 1900s, completely destroyed during WWII and rebuilt. Here is a link to Koblenz through the ages, an informative read with images.
What, in Germany and no stop for food? It was too early to stop for the ubiquitous coffee and cake. We spotted a Spanish Restaurant across the street and remembered the great time we had in Barcelona nearly two years ago. We enjoyed a fabulous spread at El Castillo Tapas Bar. Well worth a stop when you visit Koblenz!
Hope you enjoyed Koblenz in three parts. I have so many images to sort. Stay tuned for the next travelog entry soon.
The next leg of our Koblenz excursion starts where we left off yesterday, at the old mooring site immediately next to the Kaiser Wilhelm Memorial also known as the Wilhelm der Grosse Statue. I could not help myself and had to capture several close up impressions of the historical copper decorations with the beautiful patina on the mooring posts..
I was determined to climb the steps to the lookout point just below the statue’s feet. The view where the two rivers merge was stunning. The lack of tourists was much appreciated as I was able to navigate the site without tall people and large groups obstructing the views I was seeking.
We soon made our way to the St. Castor Basilica and historical buildings along the way to the Old City.
Watch for Part 3, the conclusion of my Koblenz excursion soon. Happy Sunday everyone!
Last Wednesday a last minute decision was made to drive to Koblenz to explore the Old City. I had visited Koblenz a couple of times before but we never ventured past the Deutsche Eck with the Wilhelm the Great statue where Rhein and Mosel meet.
The drive is only about an hour from my sister’s place and soon we entered the city to find a parking spot. The day started out grey and foggy, especially over the water. Eventually blue sky made its presence known and my camera got a real workout. As I was sorting and downloading, processing certain images I realized that my exploration of Koblenz warranted several posts. I hope you enjoy today’s introduction with 50+ images.
Staying with my sister and her husband in Germany is always an adventure. These two know how to work hard and play hard – an impromptu outing on a day off is never out of the question. Last Sunday was no exception despite a late breakfast. Our initial plan to drive the 160+ km to Idar Oberstein was changed as soon as we realized that the weather was not favourable. A full day of rain was forecast for our destination.
A new destination was quickly discussed between driver and front seat passenger. It turned out that it was on the way (or at least not far off) and soon made our way past the old US nuclear weapon depot, down a curvy Eifel mountainside into Bad Bertrich. I had never heard of it but this little spa town has a rich history. Here is a brief summary of the town’s history.
Directly connected to former German royalty the old castle, its churches and surrounding buildings provided a feast for the eyes, and also my camera. It didn’t matter that the chilly November wind was blowing and the occasional rain drops moistened our hair and faces. We all agreed that the stroll around town and climbing the steep incline to St. Peter’s Church were well worth it. There is always coffee and cake as a well deserved reward.
The weather has been less than favorable since I arrived in Germany. This morning, when I boarded the commuter train from Remagen to Bad Neuenahr, it was raining heavily. When I disembarked after the 12 minute train ride I found myself folding up my umbrella and able to explore the traffic free shopping area of Bad Neuenahr.
I wasn’t interested in the various stores and boutiques, what caught my eye was the architecture and other historic buildings along the way. I had left my camera behind after two days of pouring rain and never pulling the DSLR out of its protective bag. Today’s images were captured with my trusty iPhone. As “they” say, the best camera is the one you carry with you! Enjoy my short exploration of a very small area of Bad Neuenahr!
My last day in Ontario (Oct. 30th) turned out to be a bit overcast, but it didn’t prevent us from immersing ourselves in nature with cameras in hand. Mer Bleue was the destination, just south and a little west of Orleans where I was staying.
Mer Bleue is one of several Peatlands that can be found across Canada from Coast to Coast. Peatlands cover more than 12% of Canad’s land surface, an area equivalent to the provinces of Alberta and Saskatchewan combined. Peatlands are in part a result of the last ice age which buried Canada 15.000 years ago.
To find out more about Mer Bleue click here. Enjoy the images captured during my relaxing excursion through this impressive natural area on a Sunday afternoon.