punts on the vltava
October 1994

Start anywhere and walk downhill--you'll find the river. Bread and cheese with Thea, the fishermen were in their beer, passed out on crude benches before noon, no threat to the fish in the slow poisoned Vltava. Those more ambitious rowed out in flat-bottom skiffs, uncut boards for oars painted the color of their boats.

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