This would be January or February of 1984. I believe this is the Salzach River. My Eurail Pass had expired by this time, and I was using a ticket from Vienna to Paris that allowed unlimited stops in the space of a month, so long as they were stops along the line from my point of origin to my ultimate destination. I think Salzburg might have been my first stop. I was enchanted. I think my next stop might have been Interlaken, Switzerland, where I found myself so enchanted by the Alps of the Berner Oberland that I stayed, and never used the rail ticket all the way through to Paris.
