

The propeller twists leaving a foamy tail as we head up the Moselle River. On the banks are small villages and a patch work of vineyards. Even under grey and sometimes weeping skies the Moselle Valley can uplift you. The several steaming cappuccinos on the boat’s bow fills up the hours that pass by quickly. At the end of the day a stunning meal of perfectly roasted veal and asparagus spears paired with delicious Rieslings lets you down easy. From my porch the lights of the village of Cochem hypnotize and the day ends. In the morning it is further on up the Moselle via bike.
Labels: Moselle River wine
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