- Ernst Jäger
One of the many trips she had along the Rhein with her sister. The island on the right of the photo had many ghost stories around it for years. Its size is no more than 12 square meters and had an un known grave in it. The rumour said at night there are red colours on the tree. Probably a bad joke somebody made a long time ago and it stayed. I was always intrigued by this mystery. I can imagine my grandmother sitting in the bus looking to her right and listening carefully to the guides story about this island. I believe this photo was printed backwards, so that the mountain in Bingerloch looks differently in reality, and not that different these days. My grandmother was born in 1902 as Gerda Walbrecht, and this photograph was taken in 1941.