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Zum Feuerberg: |
On Saturday
24 July 2004 we leave to campsite Zum
Feuerberg in Ediger-Eller to the
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By eleven
hours we are already on the campsite
Zum Feuerberg. To
Cochem it went very energetic. As from here each route
planner indicates
that you can take a short cut to Ediger-Eller. We do this thus nicely. It
is only some kilometres, but what kind of kilometres. The road has real great
turnings, and fall percentages of more than 12%. The small streets in
Ediger-Eller are so small that passing here with a caravan or camper is
absolute impossible. We can pass with
our car and with the tent trailer, although we frequently see an inhabitant
shake his head to see such a stupid tourist. |
To here and not further for caravan or camper |
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Our spot on the campsite |
After we
have announced us at the reception we let us get the most beautiful
spot of the campsite. Only one bikeway / access road and small tent field
separate us of the After
some hours our Trigano tent trailer stands nicely in the sun. We
drive to Cochem, but now the easy and flat way along the |
Sunday we
do it quietly. In the Afternoon we visit Ediger. Within 5 minutes we walk to the picturesque
village. Splendid buildings and almost each house have a grape tendril hanging
along the house. We help a Dutchman who has followed also the route planner and
strand on
Later we
use for the first time this summer holiday the skottelbraai we let us lay down in our lazy chair with the
face to the
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typical street in
Ediger |
Fremdesverkerhsambt |
Weingut J.Oster |
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Monday
starts something cloudy. We still go on and drive a bit along the |
The bridge at Bullay |
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evening for the tent trailer |
If we are
just returned on the campsite the portable telephone rings. It’s Anita,
Gerald's youngest little sister, with fantastic news. She has just give bird
to their newborn daughter Roxy. This meant that Gerald is now the proud
godfather of Roxy. After
eating (skottel therefore) we call back with the normal telephone on the
camping. Everything has gone very
rapidly. Roxy is |
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If on
Tuesday the last fogginess has disappeared we go to Treis-Karden. We take a
short cut and are
there in half an hour. Treis-Karden did not
come up to our expectations. We are glad that we have not chosen for the campsite in this town, but
for much authentic Ediger-Eller. At one of
the hypermarkets we do some small shopping. And concourse we visit a local
wine farmer. At Otto Knaup we let us taste some types white
wine and take along some bottles. |
Visibility on Treis-Karden |
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a daas |
On the
way back we keep on driving in Cochem, but find no suitable parking place. We
decide therefore to drive back to the campsite to enjoy the beautiful
weather. If we lay down in our lazy chair for the tent trailer in the sun,
Gerald is stung several times by a daas. A daas is a black gadfly, which
can stitch very painfully. Gerald appears 17!! large have lumps on its back,
therefore itching, itching and once more itching. Wednesday
mornings we go thus
firstly to the
kreuzberg pharmacy
in Ediger-Eller. Here one is very astonishes if they has examined the back of
Gerald. We take along a tube Hydrocortison which must reduce the itching. |
On the campsite still people are jealous at us concerning the fact
that we have got such beautiful place that has been freed special for us. Where
we have to thank this for nevertheless! Evenings we still enjoy our view from
our beautiful place with a glass wine with the visit Johan and Annie from
Heemskerk. Gerald drinks sweet white Hochgewachse auslese
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On
Thursday we go to Zell. Zell is a nice and sociable town where you
can amuse yourself for some hours. We walk here by narrow streets and along
the bank of the You find there a lot of winzers
(wine farmers) by whom you gladly can tests have there own wines, a nice shop
street and pleasant see-through to the On the
way back we drive still even along Globus and with a filled shopping
basket we return to
the campsite. |
wine mount
Schwartze katze at Zell |
Edith's
mother is making a Rijn-Moselle
trip with a river
cruise ship and we expect that she could pass the campsite this day so we
nestle us for the tent trailer with visibility on the
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Fridays
we decide to visit Bernkastel-Kues. Underway we see the |
saying on wall in bernkastel-Keus |
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We keep
on driving to Traben-Trarbach. Everything is nicely here
decorated because it is exact 100 years ago that that the two places have gone
together. Here we walk through the nice, but small centre and walk along the
bridge that is just restored to the nice gate at the beginning of the bridge. Evenings
the skottel does its best again. Fried potatoes, flesh which Frank has taken
along and a cold glass Warsteiner
beer for the
chaps and a bottle Smirnoff ice for Edith. Deliciously
nevertheless such a holiday. Later on
the evening we listen to sociable music from the canteen. Yes it is very pleasant on
the campsite. |
the beautiful gate at the restored bridge |
Saturday,
after the breakfast and done the necessary shopping, we enjoy the splendid
weather. Whereas frank from time to time is trying to angle in the Moselle we let us rest in the lazy stair to
enjoy the sun. After the skottel has done the work the wine is to be served.
Edith the red and Gerald to the white
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the church in Ediger |
Sunday is
a real rest day. Since the Jugend Feuerwehr van Ediger-Eller today has its annual grill party
we decided to look there. Except for a fire engine and some hydraulic pumps
there are especially roast sausage, beer and the café mit Kuchen (cake) that
largely in are stock. For this reason we visit rather Ediger-Eller to examine
the splendid old town core. The Pfarrkirche Saint Martin and a lot of other old buildings
are examined by our visited by us. The name Ediger descends already of the Romen and the kelten and is in 765 for the first time
called. The name Ediger meant sand bank. In 1363
conquered Kaiser Karl IV Ediger and in this year also the now still present
town wall was built. In 16e and 17e century Ediger were
further developed to what it is still now. |
After the
walk we go to Diederichs at the Moselweinstrasse on the upper terrace and
enjoys the food, the drinks and the beautiful view on the Moselle.
Evenings
the tent fields filled oneself in front of us so that there is enough to see.
The tent field is been used for both long campers and also cyclists or people with a canoe who want to
spend the night here.
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our spot from the boat |
the boat Stadt Zell |
the campsite at the |
The next day is for the combination boat
excursion on the
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visibility on Sennheim |
visibility on the Reichburg |
the centre of Cochem |
Tuesday
morning after the breakfast frank leaves us. Whereas he is on the way back to
the
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At the lock we see that the
Amsterdam just
has left the lock. Gone is the possibility to speak with Edith’s mother on a
very short distance. What a disappointment. We drive back to the winding at Bremm. Here we make rapidly a stop at the Moselle
and make beautiful
prerecording of the Amsterdam if these pass here. In spite of Edith's shouting we do not see
"mother granny" unfortunately. Given the heat she will sit
somewhere inside. After we have done the necessary shopping return to the campsite and again we let us enjoy deliciously in the
sun the next book. Evening we go on a sociably visit at Annie and Johan. |
the boat the |
Wednesday
we awake as the rain softly drops on the tent roof. Under the tent-fly we enjoy
the breakfast. As just some later the sun seems to abundance, we walk again
direction Ediger in search of a new wine farmer. Walking through Ediger we end up
finally at wine farmer
peter Andre. He has
a small
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We decide
for today, Thursday, for a next daytrip. Firstly we visit Bruttig-Fankel. These two places lie for the change on one
side of the |
view in Bruttig-Fankel |
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We drive
further direction Beilstein and pass the lock at Fankel. Some boats lie wait patiently up
to they 6.5 the meter unevenness can bridge. The castle
ruin Metternich approach slowly. Beilstein is a small town where very many
tourists, especially much German tourists come. This romantic and picturesque
beautiful village lies in a narrow valley with a former convent church Saint Jozef and the castle
ruin Metternich. In the
village several films have been incorporated what the number of tourists
explained. We climb up and on the ruin we enjoy the fantastic view. Gerald
climbs to on the top of the highest tower by means of a quite narrow and
especially very dark staircase in the tower to the highest point. As from
here the view is still more beautiful. Except Beilstein themselves, the convent church
and the ruin is see from here. Also lot villages in the surroundings. On the |
ruin Metternich |
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the |
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the swimming pool on the campsite |
On the
campsite we jump again in the small swimming pool. Only the shower ensures already
the necessary cooling. You are obliged to stand under the cold shower before
and after swimming. We decide
to end the day with a delicious diner at "restaurant Zum altos Stadttor" where Willy Krotz occupied the
guests on very humour-full manner. Except good eating he speaks Dutch with a
comic manner. |
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Hurrah, hurray, the wine festival starts today. From Friday
up to Monday the village is transformed to a large wine village. After we
firstly have enjoyed the sun from our lazy chair, the afternoon starts cloudy
and suffocating. On the radio we hear several warnings for violent precipitate with hail and storm.
Here it remains fortunately almost dry. If we hear later that in the surroundings
of Stuttgart the highway
cannot be used to ride
anymore, it starts here to rumble on distance. Against
six o clock if at the wine festivals the
weinbrunnen are
opened, the sun starts shining nevertheless. The wine festival, called in
Ediger-Eller the Osterlämmchen weinfesten, can concerning to us therefore,
start. After eating we converge then with Annie and Johan direction the festive joy. Beside
the fair ground there are several boots where the wine is sold. |
the poster for the wine festival 2004 |
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The
festive tent has been nicely dressed and of course provides with the
necessary long tables and banks and a large banner with the Osterlämmchen. Also
outside the tent there are a lot of tables and banks established. Of course
there is a German sausage booth. Annie and Johan savour them to Rotling, a combination of red and white wine,
Edith and Gerald assault some bottles sweet white wine, the spätlese. The
Brodige Musikanten play tonight the lively musical note. If the evening falls
also the polonaise increases. On the end of the evening the people dance sometimes more
on than beside the tables. |
the large Osterlämmchen banner |
Ha-ha
Saturday start for us without a tomcat. We do what shopping and in the
afternoon we walk already direction the festival grounds.
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the old and new wine queen and Bacchus |
This
afternoon wine god
Bacchus, the old
wine queen and new wine queen is picked up. With the old guard and the
musical society we firstly walk through the village picking up Bacchus. The
lively procession walks then to the old wine queen. After the glass wine we
walk further and pick up the new wine queen. In Ediger the queen is chosen for two Years and this
Year there is a relieve of the queen. With a hard detonation of the guns of
the guard the new wine queen Johanna I and her assistants comes outside with
an enormously large glass wine. We get
all again a small glass wine, and these taste also excellent. All together we
walk now to the festival area where the wine festival will be officially
opened. Several speakers follow and the wine start to flow. |
Meanwhile
the first rain drops down. For this reason we decide to go to the campsite will
return in the evening. In BaD Durkheim there is a violent heavy
weather. In a hotel the
complete cellar with several departures has be flooded. The sauna, the car park
and the electricity supplies are destroyed. More than 30 cars are explained
loose. We have only a tiny rain shower therefore. The evening party in the tent
is with five live musicians and a singer. They are in
the very best of spirits.
All tables both in and outside the tent participate in abundance. Halfway the
evening there is a ritual. With small boats Bacchus is picked up of the other side of the
Moselle, with the Roman who assist him. The festival can start now entirely and as
the evening progresses the pleasant the evening becomes. The many wines of Ediger-Eller find a ready market.
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the procession starts |
Carnival in the summer |
the Roman |
The next
morning, at the Fruhschoppen, the Swing-In Band from Cochem accompanies
the visitors. Nevertheless especially that’s what enjoys
older people. They are listing to the music while
enjoying the coffee and
delicacies.
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Afternoon
there is the large procession. A lot of decorated carriages and especially
splendidly dressed course groups with musical accompaniment beyond. In the
tent we sit in front as all groups are presented. We couldn’t find a better
place. A group
from Bernkastel
Kues, which has
taken part in splendid old costumes and old child carriages, seats oneself to
our table. A sociable discussion is the consequence. |
well visibility on the podium |
It are now
especially the husk fairy mit cough that find a
ready market. Dozens
different cakes that are baked by the local population himself disappear
in a lot of mouths.
Edith and Annie can make no choice, but take finally both two large pieces that
they let taste itself very well. After a break on the campsite to eat
something from the skottel we let leave again direction Ediger.
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Bacchus and the "old" wine queen |
the new
wine queen with the mayor |
Bacchus
last chance to dance with the wine queen |
Tonight the
Heimat und Moselabend stand on the programme. A lot of tourists that come here
for years are invited to come on the stage to be honored. Furthermore it’s tonight
especially a feast for the local population. As Gerald opened a bottle spätlesse wine and put these on the head no drop
comes. This bottle has been put too cold and is total crystallized. The salesman finds it also very
funny. The new bottle is better and the contents deliciously wine and disappear
slowly by the throat of Gerald, mmm.
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the sociable mess at the Edschara Stohlgang |
On the
Monday afternoon there is the traditional Edschara Stohlgang. This festivity is based on, spirits and food and
has to drag themselves by the many participants walking through the streets
of old Ediger. In the first year they started with 20 participants. There are
nowadays 400 guests and people from Ediger who take part to this crazy feast.
A lot of
times they stopped, provide chairs folded out and internal people with the
drink and a bite. Some have taken a cart, an others role chair, yes, even e
real beer-engine on wheels are even used to drag everything. We beat
this very nice picture amused on appropriate distance. |
As the tent
the long tables and banks are removed and the self brought chairs are put down
there. We decide to return to the campsite and enjoy again the sun and the skottel. Curiously if we are, we do not
want to miss the last evening nevertheless so therefore we leave for the last
time direction the festive joy. The fence evening is a dancing evening and
the Idols under us can let their sound hear during the Karaoke. If the evening
progresses is clear to see (and to hear) that some have too much sacrificed
something of Bacchus. Beside us a man lays "delicious" throb on of
the still present wooden banks. If his comrades shake him awake he looks astonishes
oneself, realises where he is and catches the wine bottle to drink lively
further. Wine princess Johanna 1 thank everyone once again for his or her visit
to the Ediger Osterlämmchen weinfest. We decide to end the wine
feast for our tent trailer with a glass wine before also we start to hic, hic,
and the well-deserved night's rest.
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Tuesday
is a day that many people leave the campsite. We have still some days to go
and decide still make a day excursion. We drive
to Alf along the Moselle and turn here to direction Bad Bertrich. This nice town is a real health resort
and lie between the Moselle and the We walk
through the splendidly moored garden of the health und Bathe house direction
the long shop street. Annual
there come here more than 30,000 visitors whom at the expense of the German
krankenkasse (National Health Service) let treat there self. |
a health resort in Bad Bertrich |
Exactly
outside Bad Bertrich lays the so-called "Käse oder eleven-grotten". The cave has arisen by an
air breach during a lava flow and exists therefore from eroded basalt lava
block systems. Beside the cave a small Brooklet flow. We drive further to Lutzerath. As from here we must follow a
traffic diversion to be able to turn to the campsite. Just before Senheim see we suddenly, shortly after an insipid
turning, a car lying on the head in the middle of on the way. The possible
victims have been already obtained from the car and the police force is busy
with the further run. All in all a not such pleasant face. In Ediger we drive firstly to the filling station for filling the petrol tank for the way back to the
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In the
course of the day we start quietly with wrapping up the first traps. This does
not go fast this way now the sun seems in abundance and the temperature in the
tent concerns the 40 degrees Celsius. In the course of the afternoon we
converge once again with Johan and Annie direction Ediger. Except for the last
impressions of the
picturesque town of
course also to purchase some nice
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Martinuskeller |
Hereafter
we go once again to Wine house Diedrichs. We have here already bought some
wine and the owner greets our thus cordial. Here too we taste some types. We
must try out the one type after the other at the sociable Diedrichs. We take
along 6 bottles (2 types) so that we have provisional enough in stock.
Evenings we go out to eat at the Saint Martinuskeller. In a secular cave there is a
very sociable restaurant where you can eat deliciously. If we return with a
full flatulence to the campsite. |
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our beautiful place |
the swimming pool |
the beginning of the campsite |
On Thursday
we wrap up the tent trailer further and close him with a bang.
Still rapidly we take a shower before we the warmly thanks the owner Barbara Bielous and its family for their
hospitality on campsite Zum Feuerberg. In their first year as an owner of
the campsite they already lived it, but are resolved the coming years make the
campsite still more attractive. We drink still a cup coffee and tea with Johan
and Annie and drive then away from the campsite.
The way
back to
Fridays we
pick up our beagle Dieuwke who has had a sociable time at dogs pension Bernadette Hottenhuis in Saasveld. Everyone is very delighted. The family is complete again and the long walks can start. Yes we are back home.
Up to next year
