Wednesday, 29 September 2010

Update

Well here ware at the end of out second day on the rally on the middle of Mongolia it was a he'll of a day travelling over what at home woe be considered bAd farm tracks.

The day started badly with James reversing into a local mini bus! A small contribution towards the chaps repairs seems to have recovered the position . Sadly we can no loner open the boot. In the boot reside the spandex and socket set and the 40lts of. Spare fuel which we can no longer get at. We set off well ahead of of due time and then goodness that we did.

We travelled over some of the worst roads that I have come across but made camp before sunset.

It wax a he'll of a day.

Tomorrow is the key. We have blown up in the past at approximate 800 miles and we will be approaching it tomorrow. I feel pretty confident. Our temperature is low, our oil pressure is where we expect so I hope that we will be fine.

Fun night in the mess tent this evening. James is now snoring about 10m away. I think ghat I will sleep

Rhc


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Tashkent

We left Shumkent this morming for a 300km drive to Tashkent including another longdrawn out border crossing.

The drive went perfectly, even to the extent that we aren't using so much oil. About 3pm this morning I woke up thinking about the sump bolts (how my life has changed!) and perhaps the bottom half of the engine being the source of the oil leaks rather than the top half.

James and I sat next to Dom at breakfast who ate a plate of cold lentils, cold carrot and a congealed fried egg on top. We didn't have much breakfast after that.

The border crossing was the usual example of demented bureaucracy. Hours of waiting followed by hours of shuffling forms about and then we were in Uzbekistan!

Our navigation skills are getting better and better and we arrived at the front door of the Intercontinental. Another time change moves us an hour closer to home and comfortingly an hour closer to everyone.

James booked us in whilst I got under the car for an hour or so. The web team interviews us to camera so look out everyone.

I have just washed and brushed up and I have lost a half a stone!
absolutely marvellous! James claimed to have lot nearer a stone but after independent evaluation it has been agreed that he has lost the same as I.

19 days of sunshine so far which has made the journey so much easier to cope with.

RHC
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Fingernails

Everyone on this rally has 20 days worth of revolting fingernails . We are off to the bazaar to do some shopping and see if we can clean our nails. The comedy beard is being regrown and thanks to the food the weight is falling off us both . We may be on the www.pekingparis.com website tonight being interviewed.
Otherwise the people on the rally are proving to be tremendous value , we have all types - the serious competitors,the keep ourselves to ourselves and the rest - we are off to party in Tashkent tonight and hope to have tales of its pleasures for tomorrow.

Tuesday, 28 September 2010

Day 19

729km from Almaty to Shymkent. A very long way

We left at 06.30 with a degree of trepidation. We were getting oily deposits on the windscreen which worried me having spent hours sorting out the oil leaks. James got it spot on, identifying the liquid as coolant from the radiator rather than oil. What a relief! The coolant is being ejected because we have removed the header tank. It's never easy is it?

It has taken 19 days but today we had a totally faultless day! What a joy and a relief. Car burning a bit of oil but nothing that cannot be dealt with.

In 700+ km we stopped for two pee's. The second was unbeknownst to us directly under the Japanese fm crew! You could not believe it. I hope it doesn't make the final cut.

Tomorrow it's 250km to Tashkent. God only knows how the border crossing will go. We have been told that there are fuel issues in Uzbeckistan but only time will tell.

A good day all round.

RHC

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Monday, 27 September 2010

pictures

 

2 days in Ulan Baatar

We’ve arrived ahead of the rally but there is no sign of the car! James and I were shown around by Dolia, the mother of Rex’s room mate at school – how strange is that! We visited the garage to make sure we are booked in. A really frustrating day being unable to do anything until we have a car to work on.

 

The following day all the cars have arrived and are being worked on but no sign of ours!. Speaking to the agents they have notified the police and have no idea where the car is. This is unbelievably frustrating. Eventually at around 12.30 I’m informed that the car has arrived so we go down to the garage- not really surprising but there still isn’t a car there.

 

At around 1.30 the truck arrives – no apologies or explanations! Car off truck and into the garage a quick review from one of the organisers mechanics and its clear that the heads got to come off the engine so that we can find out what has happened. Unfortunately all the garages engineers are working on other cars so its down to James and I to get started.

 

Its never easy is it? James got an unstoppable nose bleed which although soldiering on gallantly would not stop. Suddenly a nurse was called and Dolia turned up and James was off to hospital. Car 66 is at this stage really struggling to rise from the dead.

 

A string of bad luck will always turn eventually and the first turning point was Ronaldo coming to help me. He stayed with me until the job was done. The second critical event was the arrival of David Ayre, one of the worlds leading lagonda engineers and a competitor. David knew exactly what the problem was, what the solution was and I very fortuitously had all the spares to replace the 6th piston. Without David’s help exactly the same thing would have happened again.

 

With David’s input and hands on help rebuilding the car we really have a chance to get back into the rally. It was an unbelievably intense day with fantastic help and support from all sorts of people.

 

RHC

Day 2

There is probably nothing more depressing than the day after blowing up on the first day of the rally. The rally departed for the Mongolian border at Erenhot on the Chinese border. James, Kurt and I were in the local taxi heading for the border. The car had not shock absorbers and no back seat, only a piece of carpet. A 7 day drive was not particularly pleasant, although we tried to make the most of it.

 

The Lagonda should meet us at Erenhot. Fortunately it does!

 

James and I are very pissed off not to be in the middle of the action, but are determined to get back into the rally. Our biggest concern is not knowing what has caused the seizure if we have an answer to that then we can re build the engine

 

I have organised a truck to collect the car on the other side of the border and for James, Kurt and I to be whistled north to Ulan Baatar. We should be there at least 12-24 hours ahead to the rally and can really get stuck in.

 

RHC

The nightmare start

Who could have believed that after such a short distance we would be broken down on the side of a Chinese motorway outside Beijing. Once more the 6th piston had seized, only this time it wasn’t six miles from the garage! We pushed the old girl to safety and were then towed by one of the support crews to a filling station where we were joined by James one of the slightly odd local “guides”. I wanted to go back to Beijing but we weren’t allowed to. All the cars that entered China had to leave into Mongolia, through the designated border crossing and at the designated time. So the car was collected by a truck which we were told would meet us at the border. Just to make sure the “guide” took the drivers ID card. James and I were then driven in the guides car to the first hotel stop at Daihai. Sadly we were not the only ones in trouble so early with one of the Bentley’s in trouble with a broken clutch and Tim Scott’s FN motorbike also struggling .

 

One of the most depressing arrivals that first night. Everyone with tales to tell except car 66!

 

The picture shows just how calm James can be during stressful times.

 

RHC

The vissicitudes of life.

We are back on blog and on track with the rally after a very difficult start.

Where have we been – pretty well everywhere !

 

We rejoined the rally in Ulaan Baatar having fixed our seized piston and for that we need to

thank our fellow competitor David Ayre. Gingerly at first and then with more confidence we

Set off into the Mongolian desert. Awesome scenery and crazy rutted,potholed tracks made for

Long and tiring days driving upwards of 350kms and often taking twelve hours to do it.

Here are the different days driving we have had.

 

Ulaan Baatar to Kharkhorin 362km and then an evening of yurting –

Kharkhorin to Tariat  327kms and then our first night of camping – Freezing at night.

Tariat to Uliastai 336kms and even colder night of tenting – Ice in the tents in the morning.

Uliastai to Teel river 253kms – No tarmac at all just one long pothole.

Teel River to Khovd 177kms – Fabulous campsite and not so cold.

Khovd to the Russian border – 310kms – our first hotel for 6 nights – fab !

Border to Belokurikha – 581kms – Disgusting hotel , truly disgusting .

Belokurikha to border and the Semey – 548kms.

Semey to Usharal  580kms – camping again – dreadful but fortified by vodka.

Usharal to Almaty  551kms.- Oh joy an Intercontinental hotel and two days of rest.

 

So the last two weeks have seen us travel through Mongolia and into Russia for a couple of days and then

Through into Kazakhstan. Tomorrow we leave on a mere 729km journey that will get us close to the border

With Uzbekistan.Two days rest has been much needed but we spent the first day fixing the car with all its

Problems and that took just under 12 hours.

 

The car –

 Everyday something has gone wrong or fallen off or just disintegrated and it’s not just us, pretty well

Everyone is missing bits and pieces from their cars. I reversed the car into a van quite early on in  Mongolia and

That meant the boot was staved in and unable to be opened , a pity as that is where our reserve fuel tank is.

We lost part of our roof.We lost half our fuse box so no headlamps , another pity as we had a 20 hour journey into

Russia with 6 of them in darkness.

We have had oil leaking from pretty well every part of the engine and then spotted a fractured oil pipe.

None of these little troubles have stopped us having to laugh at adversity – it’s all part of the game.

 

Border crossings – How to learn about patience and then learn some more. We spent just under 8 hours crossing from Mongolia into Russia , not helped by the border guards having a decent one and a half hour lunch break. Crossing into Kazakhstan was a piece of cake , just 4 hours was all it took. Interminable paperwork and lots of men in different hats compounding the issue.

 

Comedy beards – We’ve both got them.  

 

So we are now packing up and readying to leave the civilised , air conditioned comfort of the Intercontinental for another heavy duty day of rallying. Thus far we have had an incredible time. Fellow competitors are on the whole great fun and terribly helpful. We have seen some fabulous scenery and Ham and I are definitely losing weight.

 

A number of cars have gone from the rally , some people have gone out and bought replacements but are not certain if they can get them through the borders to come. One pair saw their car catch fire and just melt in front of their eyes.

Another pair have the interesting experience of one of them marrying the other one’s ex wife – wonder what they talk about ! So the peloton rolls on and we are ready for another long long day tomorrow , still talking and still not listening to each other.

 

Tuesday, 14 September 2010

Big dipper

Today has been like the big dipper, huge. Ups and downs.

Despite our car being expected yesterday it only arrived at midday today. All the mechanics were engaged with other cars so I did have a car bit I didn't have any help. I felt that I had been triaged, and that fate had self us too many blows. Rob one of the UK mechanics had a look and told me that the head had to come off and we had to look at piston no 6.

Never accept death just because you feel that you have been given up on. James and I started to vet the head off the engine. Sadly James developed a bad nose bleed and despite continuing regardless of blood going everywhere he was suddenly facing a nurse who had been called. Then he was off to hospital.........

Help came in the form of Ronaldo a short charming Philopino who worked like a Trojan until he job was done. We carried on preparing to get the head off bit that would only identify the problem. At that moment David Ayre arrived, driving car no1 and one of the worlds leading Lagonda experts. Suddenly it struck me that this dead car had a chance at life again. Off came the head, off came the sump and all was revealed. Piston no six. The gudgeon pin had, due to too litle tolerance being allowed had effectively welded itsself to the gudgeon pin and the con rod was solid. I had brought all the necessary spare parts so off we went. The piston was replaced with David's tolerances. The head went back on and David reset the rockers. Everything else went back together with Ronldo and his mates. Perhaps there really was a chance for us. Pizza arrives and on we went.

We were ready to start the engine. By this time James was in a Mongolian hospital and I had been doing a proper job for about 7 hours solidly.

Rheims girl started third time and ran like a dream. Would she pass the nail test (ask Alice)? Well I think that she did. It wasn't a text book build bit it was pragmatic. James returned not bleeding which by that time had become my biggest concern. If we had a car but James couldn't come we would have to wait.

By 11.30 tonight we had a car, we have a team and we were back at the hotel having a beer. It is totally humbling to consider the generosity of others in an event like this.

There are no guarantees but we have done all that we could of. I'm knackered and I'm off to try and get the il out from under my fingernails

WE'RE. BACK - for how long time will tell

RHC
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BACK ON SCHEDULE

I have just spoken to James and Richard and the THRILLING news is THE CAR IS UP AND RUNNING and will be heading out with the rest of the pack at 8am tomorrow (Wednesday 15th Sept). In a pristine Mercedes garage in the middle of Ulaan Baatar with the skills of a fellow competitor - David Ayres (No 2 Car in the P2P Rally) who just happens to be a Lagonda expert (what luck!) together with the necessary spare parts that Richard had had the foresight to pack - they are BACK IN BUSINESS. 

Three cheers for David and a big thank you to Mr and Mrs Billy Tumur who are locals in UB for helping out our stranded drivers. 

Anyway pistons ready and the boys are off first thing tomorrow to Kharkhorin. 

Keep checking the blog - the sky tag should also be up and running tomorrow.

Caron 

Monday, 13 September 2010

Troubles ahead

This is the most frustrating moment of all. 30 hrs after last seeing the car on the truck it has disappeared! Various contrary reports but the bottom line seems to be that the truck has broken down and it won't arrive for hours. There is no hope of repairing the car in time unless we have it to repair. I don't often get cross but the frustration of it all is really getting to me now!

I will report in due course.

RHC

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Saturday, 11 September 2010

QUE JE SURMONT (that which I may overcome)

Car and drivers are on their way to Ulaan Baatar - sadly not under their own steam!

Hoping to get the car fixed in the next two days.

Hot, tired and frustrated but STILL A TEAM!

Caron 

Thursday, 9 September 2010

Leaving the hotel

It's 5am and I didn't go to bed quite as early as originally intended! A few beers with some of the other cars and then a final "ice cold beer" with Hugo. I wouldn't have slept if I had so no real problem.

We are leaving at 6 for the Great Wall with various other like minded competitors and should be there in plenty of time for our start time of 8.33am.

Funnily enough I think that we both feel pretty relaxed. James went to bed early but he can sleep irrespective of comfort or time, as we will no doubt demonstrate over the next 36 days.

Roll on Paris! I think perhaps I will just focus on getting the 60km to the start first. One step at a time. James is driving to the Start and then I will take the first leg.

RHC

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Nearly off - the grand reception

Well there are some pretty large butterfly flying around inside my tummy! We are off tomorrow morning, leaving the hotel in Beijing at 6am for the start which is 60km away on the Great Wall of China. I feel that Car 66’s crew is as ready as we will ever be. Our start time is 08.33am – what a moment!

 

Yesterday I was delighted that the car started and that we found the hotel seamlessly. Big smile for the rest of the day. Now the enormity of what is ahead of us has once again come home to roost.

 

Last night on our return from dinner we were asked by concerned staff whether there was oil leaking from the car which as you can imagine worried me not inconsiderably. Fortunately it was just water from when I opened the radiator so nothing to worry about. Unlike one of our neighbours today who managed to drive straight over his own 2ltr can of oil spreading it everywhere!!!

 

James and I have repacked the car, fitted a cargo net and discarded various items no longer deemed necessary. We then cruised through scrutineering, checking the car, our paperwork and our medical situation. One very grumbly American complaining that we “had already produced all the paperwork, why do we have to do it again!” Then a three hour briefing which was similar to our pre-rally briefing, including all the same slides.

 

I am repacking my bag so that everything I don’t need for the next couple of nights can stay in the car. I found a sweet letter from home which made me feel very missed and supported.

 

Now it’s off to the grand reception and the start tomorrow! Fingers crossed everyone!

 

RHC

 

Wednesday, 8 September 2010

Good morning followers.

Thursday morning here in Beijing and it’s scrutineering time.

Recovering from a minor session last night with two S Africans and

Two Americans – guess who spilt red wine everywhere ?

 

Car started beautifully this morning and no oil underneath the car.

Overcast and frankly sweaty weather but we are raring to go.

An awesome array of motor cars lined up in the hotel carpark.

Every type imagineable.

 

Love and kisses to my beautiful wife on this our 16th wedding anniversary.

Caron darling , happy wedding anniversary, hope the flowers arrive !

 

James

Update

After a very encouraging start from the warehouse we watched the other cars coming in. Some as smooth as silk some struggling somewhat. After dinner in a local restaurant we came back to find the hotel staff worrying about the amount of fluid coming out of the car. I had a look with the torch and couldn’t see anything. We will have to have a look tomorrow morning. There are teams with much greater problems than ours. I’m sure it’s a bit of oil leaking from the manifold but we will see tomorrow.

 

RHC

Collecting the cars

Off to the warehouse about 35km from the hotel in busses. Beautifully organised so that bus 1 was full of the teams of cars nearest the exit. Sadly bus 1 was the last to arrive at the warehouse. “Best laid plans of mice and men”. Everyone very anxious to see if their cars would start........

 

Delighted to report that our Lagonda started first time! Then off, following the route map to the petrol station. You can imagine the chaos. 150 odd cars turning up at a Beijing petrol station to refuel. A few ran out of fuel on the way to the petrol station. I drove to the petrol and James to the hotel. There was a degree of carnage on the way with all sorts of cars in trouble but I am delighted to report that we managed to get there absolutely fault (engineering wise and navigation wise) free.   

 

There is a collection of beautiful cars in the hotel car park and in amongst them I am proud to say is ours!

 

A good start but a long, long way to go.

 

RHC

Tuesday, 7 September 2010

Going to the docks.

Wednesday morning and we are at last about to get rally serious.

Quick Chinese driving licence session followed by a coach journey to the docks

Where we all start to get real and pick up the cars.

Have now met some S Africans who decided a fridge for beers was more important than

A set of torque wrenches.Some West country folk who we will not be having breakfast with again,

And plenty of others keen on bonhomie.

Weather smoggy with the odd patch of blue sky.

So off we jolly well go.

Rumours and misinformation

Last night whilst “blowing the froth off a few tinnies” James heard that some 6 cars didn’t start out of their crates and some of them sounded so bad they were switched off immediately. I didn’t sleep well.

 

At 08.45 this morning my phone rang with James telling me that there was a rally breakfast which finishes at 09.00am. I’d never heard of it and certainly wasn’t told. It appears on no instructions anywhere! What else have I missed? I’m feeling tired and cross and we haven’t got the cars yet!

 

The only answer to rumours and misinformation is honestly and transparency. Fortunately whilst collecting my fried eggs there was a guy from CarsUK, the shipping agents, in front of me so I asked him how it had all gone. All the cars from the UK started fine and are running smoothly – no problems. A few cars from the US had flat batteries but that was all. Relief!

 

Driving licences and Chinese number plates collection at 11.00 and then off to the port to collect the cars. 35km back to the hotel which will be very challenging to find and even harder to get the hang of Beijing traffic. Judicious use of the horn and lights is quite clearly required. This could be a tale told for many years by the fireside. “Oh no not Grandpa telling us about driving in Beijing again” I can hear my grandchildren say.

 

RHC

 

 

Beijing

A days site seeing in hot, smoggy, humid Beijing.

 

We got dropped off at Wangfujing for James to buy a camera and dark glasses which we achieved relatively successfully. HeJames and I were guided around the Forbidden City by “Richard” who was a little difficult to understand. I persisted, James left me to it. Enormous palace with pavilion after pavilion. The Emperor made the paving 7m thick as he was convinced his subjects would tunnel in.

 

Then a quick beer and a visit to Tianenman Square which is enormous.

 

James then managed yet another sleep in the taxi back to the hotel. Few challenges getting the taxi driver to understand where we wanted to go but got there in the end.

 

RHC

Days of wine and roses.

/Well  not quite but Ham and I did share a bottle of Chinese red last night. Probably not

Something we plan to repeat.

Today we went walkabout in Beijing. Wow what a walkabout – we seemed to be walking for ever and getting

Nowhere. Lucky we are both so fit !

We started in a tourist trap to buy a camera for me and then a charming Chairman Mao watch. Then some culture.

The forbidden palace and a crazy guide called Richard was our highlight. I think the trick is to pick a guide who speaks good English ours didn’t. In fact he was a menace and I am happy to admit I left him to get on with it with Ham.

We learnt a lot about numbers – odd numbers are the male side of life and 25 is also very important. Can you guess why ? 1,3,5,7,9.The palace was fascinating and yet strangely free of anything remotely tangible other than a mass of buildings.

Tiannamen Square was big and surrounded by thieving taxi drivers so we enjoyed both and finally got back to the hotel in the late afternoon .Next up was meeting some of our fellow competitors, which waqs great for both of us ,l except we just cannot remember anyones name. Is it Ahmed from Turkey or Terry from Ahmabad ? Tonight we have agreed to roam the city with Chris and his co-driver . What his name is remains a mystery.

Physically we are both well although I have some slight chafing in a nasty place 

Days of wine and roses.

/Well  not quite but Ham and I did share a bottle of Chinese red last night. Probably not

Something we plan to repeat.

Today we went walkabout in Beijing. Wow what a walkabout – we seemed to be walking for ever and getting

Nowhere. Lucky we are both so fit !

We started in a tourist trap to buy a camera for me and then a charming Chairman Mao watch. Then some culture.

The forbidden palace and a crazy guide called Richard was our highlight. I think the trick is to pick a guide who speaks good English ours didn’t. In fact he was a menace and I am happy to admit I left him to get on with it with Ham.

We learnt a lot about numbers – odd numbers are the male side of life and 25 is also very important. Can you guess why ? 1,3,5,7,9.The palace was fascinating and yet strangely free of anything remotely tangible other than a mass of buildings.

Tiannamen Square was big and surrounded by thieving taxi drivers so we enjoyed both and finally got back to the hotel in the late afternoon .Next up was meeting some of our fellow competitors, which waqs great for both of us ,l except we just cannot remember anyones name. Is it Ahmed from Turkey or Terry from Ahmabad ? Tonight we have agreed to roam the city with Chris and his co-driver . What his name is remains a mystery.

Physically we are both well although I have some slight chafing in a nasty place 

Days of wine and roses.

/Well  not quite but Ham and I did share a bottle of Chinese red last night. Probably not

Something we plan to repeat.

Today we went walkabout in Beijing. Wow what a walkabout – we seemed to be walking for ever and getting

Nowhere. Lucky we are both so fit !

We started in a tourist trap to buy a camera for me and then a charming Chairman Mao watch. Then some culture.

The forbidden palace and a crazy guide called Richard was our highlight. I think the trick is to pick a guide who speaks good English ours didn’t. In fact he was a menace and I am happy to admit I left him to get on with it with Ham.

We learnt a lot about numbers – odd numbers are the male side of life and 25 is also very important. Can you guess why ? 1,3,5,7,9.The palace was fascinating and yet strangely free of anything remotely tangible other than a mass of buildings.

Tiannamen Square was big and surrounded by thieving taxi drivers so we enjoyed both and finally got back to the hotel in the late afternoon .Next up was meeting some of our fellow competitors, which waqs great for both of us ,l except we just cannot remember anyones name. Is it Ahmed from Turkey or Terry from Ahmabad ? Tonight we have agreed to roam the city with Chris and his co-driver . What his name is remains a mystery.

Physically we are both well although I have some slight chafing in a nasty place.

Nervous ahead of tomorrow as we are off to pick up the car – Can’t wait .

 

James  

Beijing

A days site seeing in hot, smoggy, humid Beijing.

 

We got dropped off at Wangfujing for James to buy a camera and dark glasses which we achieved relatively successfully. HeJames and I were guided around the Forbidden City by “Richard” who was a little difficult to understand. I persisted, James left me to it. Enormous palace with pavilion after pavilion. The Emperor made the paving 7m thick as he was convinced his subjects would tunnel in.

 

Then a quick beer and a visit to Tianenman Square which is enormous.

 

James then managed yet another sleep in the taxi back to the hotel. Few challenges getting the taxi driver to understand where we wanted to go but got there in the end.

 

RHC

Monday, 6 September 2010

reading our blog

Interestingly I cannot access our blog here in Beijing. I seem to be able to send updates to it but I’m not allowed to see it. I suspect that this is down to the infamous Chinese firewall – spooky. I hope that my updates are getting through. They are simply the ramblings of a couple of incoherent motorists after all!

 

I will call Al later on Skype (what a fantastic app – no traveller should go out without it!) and check whether they are getting through.

 

RHC

First night in Beijing

Hot, humid and smoggy and off to the Shangri-La Chinese restaurant for dinner. There’s a few things on the menu which we haven’t been offered before! And wisely we didn’t try them. Goose feet, tripe, sea cucumbers to name but a few.

 

We struggled to be understood when asking for “iced water” but got there in the end. We both ordered and everything which James ordered came all at once and none of mine. James had started dinner with “I always order far too much at Chinese restaurants”, and did precisely the same again. In my case it didn’t matter what I ordered because I clearly wasn’t going to get it.  We had a bottle of local “premier cru”, “Dragons sea” – presented in its own wooden box as if it was a massive rarity for anyone to actually buy a bottle – actually perfectly drinkable. The entire meal was then complicated by James ordering two puddings (deep fried banana and ice cream), which completely threw the staff. We gave up on the banana and paid the bill, only to be pursued from the restaurant by the retched banana (for which we had paid but by the time lost all enthusiasm for )

 

Met the South African lads from Car 55 on the way out. Everyone very friendly and full of enthusiasm and optimism.

 

Some shopping for supplies and a bit of site seeing. All competitors should be here tomorrow.

 

RHC

Arrival at Beijing

Emotional farewell to the children at Heathrow and off we go on a 777 to Dubai. A few drinks a very reasonable dinner. James as always managed to get a couple of hours kip in. In 30 years I have never figured out how he can sleep come what may, wherever, whenever!

 

Dubai was a bit of a nightmare at 3.00am in the morning but we cruised onto an Airbus A380 – very exciting and very comfortable. James yet again managed to get a couple of hours kip in. I watched Robin Hood followed by Generation 39.

 

Very sweaty Beijing. Thought we’d lost our bags but they turned up eventually, then off to the Shangri-La in a VW Fox. James once again managed to get some kip in! Sitting now in my very comfortable room 22 floors up looking out over a very smoggy Beijing.

 

Off for dins!

 

RHC

Sunday, 5 September 2010

Saturday, 4 September 2010

The night before departure.

I am sitting at my desk at home and pondering what on earth to pack for the weeks ahead. 
Just how many pairs of socks will I need ? Will I even need to wear socks ? 
A lovely peaceful evening outside as I wait for my P2P partner and his family to come 
and have a 'last' supper. 
Clothing notwithstanding I have a wad of dollars, some electrical equipment and other bits and pieces.
What else should i take ? My mind is a blank and just not functioning properly. 

Nervous, butterflies and slightly alarmed by how this seemingly innocent adventure appears to be 
taking over our lives. Grateful to Caron for all her help and consideration in letting me trip around the 
world for 7 weeks. Happy to be able to leave work behind and yet worried about all the what ifs.

Blogging for England is our motto and off we jolly well go .

James  


Friday, 3 September 2010

A headless chicken

I seem to be running around like a headless chicken, slightly nervous, depressed at leaving Alice and the children, worried about whether the car will start but excited as well.

 

I think that I’ve got everything – there’s not too many shops in the Gobi. I Hope that my petrol’s waiting for us!

 

Off to London tomorrow and the flying with James on Emirates on Sunday afternoon.

 

RHC

 

 

Wednesday, 1 September 2010

traffic jam - fun, fun, fun!

BEIJING — A massive traffic jam in north China that stretches for dozens of miles and hit its 10-day mark yesterday stems from road works

The gridlock, spanning 60 miles with vehicles moving little more than a half-mile a day at one point, has improved since this weekend, said Zhang Minghai, director of Zhangjiakou city’s Traffic Management Bureau.

Some drivers have been stuck in the jam for five days, China Central Television reported yesterday. But Zhang said he wasn’t sure when the situation along the Beijing-Zhangjiakou highway would return to normal.

The traffic jam started Aug. 14 on a stretch of the highway that is frequently congested, especially after large coalfields were discovered in Inner Mongolia, Zhang said.

Drivers stranded in the gridlock in the Inner Mongolia region and Hebei Province, headed toward Beijing, passed the time sleeping, walking around, or playing cards and chess. Local villagers were doing brisk business selling instant noodles, boxed lunches, and snacks, weaving between the trucks on bicycles. Though there were no reports of road rage, drivers complained about price-gouging by villagers

RHC