Daughter Inez’s birthday today. She’s in New York and pretty much the other side of the planet. I hope I have the time difference right at 11 hours…
Hero Selfie at the day start.
First stage was immediately after leaving camp. A short 3 km hill climb. Geen loved it, bags of torque and great turning balance. We will have set a good time as we caught the car in front of us. She is a brilliant rally car but we still haven’t got the front suspension right.
Herdsmen we met along the way.
Stunning skies and huge horizons
Cars passing us at the lunch stop.
As we arrive in camp I get the photo of an eagle.
Today was the hardest days driving we’ve had so far. I have done things on this event I have never done before. No, not those things. We have done five river crossings and all number of cross country gymkhana type obstacles. A real learning curve made easier by Jonathan’s experience in racing Land Rovers.
I loved this rally arrow in the middle of the wilderness.
We didn’t take any photos worthy of posting but a bag of memories. Sadly the front suspension is knackered again, letting go 20 km from camp, agonising as it really pays to get into camp early. I was hoping Jonathan would get a night off fixing stuff. As we limped in perhaps twenty cars caught us up, all of them in the fuel queue before us – drat
Tanker and queue