Not getting a grasp of the route to our next destination, we started to get a bit concerned. As we were going to a Yamaha XS1100 rally, we simply tagged along with a German XS1100 rider with the hope that he was heading for the rally too and that he had a better idea of where to go. It turns out the answer was yes to both questions fortunately. Even better he had a grasp of English. We hadn't twigged that we needed to take a ferry across the Rhine at St.Goarshausen. A delightful road down to the ferry and spectacular scenery all around. If you read this friend, thanks for your help.

We were staying at Loreley and the river at this point was awesome. We marvelled at the skills of the drivers of all the boats as the currents at the bend we were at caused no end of problems for them. It was no surprise when we discovered that 'Loreley' was in fact a siren. "Loreley" rock is, a mythical maiden whose songs once lured sailors to their death in the treacherous waters. Apparently she has long hair and doesn't like clothes, see the photo on the right. What bloke wouldn't be lured?