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OK, We're off again. The convoy rattles it's way acros the corrugations.
This is serious punishment for car and occupants. There's no nice way to tackle it... just
nail it and go for it at speed! |
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The Cobb Cruisers lead Team Lock Stock, Team Red Star and the Boy Racers |
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Tha landscape changes slightly with the addition of a few dunes. |
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Isn't it lovely? (Excuse the camera angle... it's not easy holding the
camera steady when being bounced across the desert!) |
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Another change in the terrain: Saharan hard rock... |
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... with some nasty little pockets of soft sand! |
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Dunes in the distance. |
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The Boy Racers. |
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Our convoy arrives at the Coca Cola sales hut, somewhere in the western
Sahara. You should know the four on the left by now, the rest get name checked in a
few pictures time. |
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Anyone want a cold coke? See the man in the shed between the two tents. |
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Name check time! Left to right: Team Tony Hadley, Fran Bourne, The Barnes
Stormers and Team Cyclone Wombat. I think the guy standing near the middle of the
van is The Guide From Hell! |
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There are already concerns about the Guide in the other group. Abedlahyol
(left:our Guide) attempts to mediate. The guide from hell has his back to the
camera, and is in discussion with two locals. Ella (Team Barnes Stormers), walking
away, is not impressed. |
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We're under way again, and our convoy now receives the attentions of Andy
Pag and the film unit. Andy must have covred twice as many miles as the rest of us, trying
to film as much of the run as possible. |
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Oops! We're getting left behind! More hard stuff... but more corrugations. |
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Steve behind the camera. Cobb Cruisers about to tackle some of the
soft stuff. |
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Wish you were here? |
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Yep, there are trees in the desert. |
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Ah. And it was all going so well, but all this shaking and rattling
soon takes it's toll! Alan and Nigel (Cobb Cruisers) to the rescue when the Team
Heavey Niva grinds to a sudden and total halt. After dismantling the carburetter, the
cause of the stoppage was declared to be a huge lump of rubber fuel hose stuck in the
primary jet! |
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Soon after, a similar fault developed with Team Red Star. Here Ed
and Karl (Boy Racers) give Ron a hand. |
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Abedlahyol, smiling on the outside, but surely wondering how he's going to
get us all across the desert in one piece. |
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The Team Heavey Niva rests in the baking hot sun... |
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... while Karl and Ron reassemble Team Red Star. |
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Team 47: Andy Pag (Left), Steve (with camera) and our guide, Abedlahyol
(pronounced very similar to "Abdullah"... by us, anyway!) |
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Edmond, Team Heavey |
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The Niva looks pretty tough from this angle! :-) |
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Ed rumages in the extensive 'Boy Racers' box of useful bits while surgery
continues on Team Red Star. |
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That's where we's supposed to be headed. |