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My guide, Luba, led a small group over the
                Charles Bridge, into the Infant Jesus Museum
                with its diminutive bedazzled robes and through
                the imposing Prague Castle. On my own, I found
                a museum dedicated to Antonin Dvorak, one of
                my favorite composers.
                  I left my digs near the Prague town square
                early the next morning and walked a half mile to
                the Hotel Klarov on the banks of the Vltava
                River near the Franz Kafka museum. There, I
                met up with the 20 cyclists who comprised my
                Backroads (Backroads.com) cycling group and
                our guides, Wojciechowski from Poland and
                Karem Gamil of Vienna.
                  We shuttled three hours to the Fursteneck
                Castle in Germany for a lunch orientation, our
                bike fittings and introductions to our fellow rid-
                ers, which included 10 friendly cyclists from
                North Carolina.
                  Then we pedaled 32 miles on an old rail trail -
                which during World War II carried freight cars
                of Jews to their deaths in concentration camps -
                through the lush Bavarian Forest down into the
                Danube Valley. A few of them managed to es-
                cape, aided in some cases by locals. A display of
                placards told the grisly story of the railway.
                  On arrival at the port town of Vilshofen -
                where the Amalea was berthed - we were
                greeted with enthusiastic oom pah pah music,
                lederhosen-clad musicians and "bier."
                  The contrast between the stop on the rails-to-
                trails line and the greeting at Vilshofen was jar-
                ring and still has me pondering how cruel people
                can be. In part because the Danube River enters
                the Black Sea south of Odessa which has been
                bombed repeatedly by the Russian military dur-
                ing its current invasion of Ukraine. At one point
                on our trip, we were less than 200 miles from
                that beleaguered country. It felt strange to be so
                close to war, yet so far away.


                Backroads cyclist chow down on a
                break from riding along the Danube
                River in Austria.








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