John MacGregor,
A Thousand Miles in the Rob Roy Canoe on Rivers and Lakes of Europe
“ The current, after a quiet beginning, soon put on a sort of "business air," as if it did not mean to dally, and rapidly got into quick time, threading a devious course among the woods, hayfields, and vineyards, and it seemed not to murmur (as streams always do) , but to sing with buoyant exhilaration in the fresh brightness of the morn.It certainly was a change, from the sluggish feeling of dead water in the lakes to the lively tremulous thrilling of a rapid river like the Reuss, which, in many places, is as wide as the Rhine at Schaffhausen. ”
