Man down!
It all started so well. A nice private dining room at the curiously named Boys Hall, followed by a quiet bit of somnolence (alcohol induced coma, methinks).
In the morning: to Eurotunnel booking in; except one of our party got lost on a 20 minute journey from hotel to terminal and then two of our number succeeded in missing the desired train. So, the Ultimate Overland expedition wobbled into action.
A couple of hundred kilometres later we all joined up again over coffee. Then worrying noises emitted from Nigel’s Lagonda. Puff, fart, bang from the carburettor. We looked at each other. Some knowingly. Some clueless. We drove on. Quite soon it was obvious that all was not well. Nigel deployed the Compression Tester. It did not read well. A quick discussion with David (Lagonda expert) confirmed what we all thought. ‘Louisa’ was damaged enough to knock Bumble and Nigel out of the rally. Well maybe. Various plans are afoot to get them back into the action. More tomorrow.


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