Polar Challenge Blog

Today began with sniffles and sneezes. It seems our European counterparts do not like me here and despite never getting hay fever, I seem to be the only person having made sneezing attacks. Luckily the window is always open though I fear the Bond Bug following gets sprayed with my home made debris.

We left our wonderful camp in Germany where the beer flowed freely around 10am with the plan to travel over to Puttgarden and then get the ferry across into Denmark. All seemed well and Geoff led the pack in his Reliant Robin, about 40 miles in, the TomTom insist that we take the next turning off, we duly oblige, it then navigates us up over the motorway and then back on to the other side. This might sound OK but it was actually insisting that we drive on the wriong side of the road against the traffic. The TomTom it seemed had a death wish. Needless to say we ignored if and went back down the road and stopped in at a local BurgerKing. This was most interesting to. I went to visit the Gents and there I was quite happily standing there and a lady comes in, starts cleaning the toilets and says “Morgen”. “Hello”,I said rather bemused.

Once heading back in the right direction we caught the ferry across to Denmark and no sooner were we off and Rory stopped saying there was a strange noise from his car. We looked underneath and the universal joints on the prop shaft were really loose and desparetely needed replacing. Both Geoff and Jeff said they had a spare universal joint and so the car was propped up on two wheels and Geoff took apart the prop shaft and replaced the universal joint. It took about an hour in total though the operation was successful and Rory was back on the road again. Geoff’s Robin has now has “Bug Support Vehicle” written on the side of it.

The time now was getting on and we visited two restaurants and both were closed. It seems that so many places close so early over here. Thankfully the local garage came to the rescue with a reheated hot dog … and a bag of liquorice allsorts for pudding.

Sneezes are now in adundance, with streaming eyes and scratchy throat. We brought a nasal spray from the garage, haven’t a clue what it did or what it was for but it tasted rather horrid. We thankfully found another campsite with hot shower facilities so it’s back to the beer and back to the sneezing!

Elvis

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