We were leaving today.
After using the last of our bacon supplies to make sandwiches for breakfast, we broke camp. It’s amazing how after only two days you forget how the awning was folded to get back into its bag. It’s at this point that you consider just wrapping the damp fabric into a big ball and hope to dry it at home.
No I didn’t. I folded it neatly into its bag, only to have to get it out again at home to dry it.
After all the arduous work repacking and two nights camping we perhaps should have invested 20 pence each in a shower or even shared a shower for 20 pence.
Oo!! Ere missus.
Puffin fired up first time with gusto using her new battery and it was time to see if my gear linkage bodge had worked.
Ha ha. First gear selected easily and we were rolling. Out the campsite gate and on to the open road. Second gear slipped in silently, then third and fourth. Unfortunately fifth gear was unobtainable. You can’t have every thing and it’s a lot easier driving without fifth gear, just a little slower, as 50 mph was the comfortable limit for the fourth gear.
O the joys of running a twenty year old campervan. If everything went exactly as planned where would the adventure be.