Non EU country today

Day 12

Mount Olympus, Greece to Lake Ohrid, Macedonia

Today's journey didn't take long and I was keen to stay where we were and have a morning swim but the see was choppy and I thought better of it. The boys were not keen to come either. Richard had been for his swim ( I have since found out he was a triathlete)  and swims daily at Weymouth. 

Today's destination was very much an unknown destination so Nik didn't want to delay our departure by too much and some teams were trying to meet at the border. The border was soon upon us and we managed to arrive with Team Trauma and Team Nightmare. The Lexus boys were also there. As this was a non Eu country our insurance didn't cover us so we had to buy it at the border €50, steep for a 1 night stop over. 

Not dissimilar in many ways to Romania and Bulgaria in the feel and look of the country. Alongside falling down properties on their last legs were newer properties which looked abandoned mid way  through their build. There were of course completed new builds all of. A similar boxy looking style, lacking character I felt. 

We were headed for a camp site on the edge of lake Ohrid. As we arrived towards the local area Trauma and Nightmare pulled off in preferences for a hotel stay as apposed to camping. On a budget camping was going to be our accommodation for this evening. What would Macedonian camping be like???????  

Our Satnav struggled to find our camp site, hotel Drim & camping was lake side. However Hotel and campsite were an hours walk apart so once with Deno and Ralf in their Kia we wound round the streets trying to keep lake side to find it. Eventually we did. The welcome sign said "No smoking" followed by a sight with a gun and a cross,we assumed me and no guns! The site looks like it has a wire fence. Not sure if that's to keep people in or us out. We were told to leave our passports and come back in 1 hour, time to forge new ones maybe! €9 though so we thought we would give it a go. Safety in numbers because some others were already there. We had hot water at designated times and were surrounded by very old style 70's caravans with mettle grills on the windows. It says a lot when caravans past their sell buy date are so heavily secured.The lake looked calm and I did dip my toes, wee more than I planned as my flip flop floated out across the lake. Luckily I caught it just before I was thigh deep. Richard was already doing his lengths and said it was cold but bearable once you got going. I thought about it but favoured playing with my camera instead. 

Lake Ohrid is 34km long and 300 metres deep, it's Macedonia's most popular destination and was full in the busy end of the town with children swimming and families soaking up the sun. Like Weymouth in Macedonia! We ventured into town in search of supplies and a replacement mug for Martin ( Dolly the Morris Minor co pilot). Martin had used his for a fuel vessel for Dolly so advisable not having his cuppa from it. 

The Son of Habatchi made an appearance for a BBQ and Richard and Mark joined us with their BBQ food. Time for a chilled evening swapping stories around the Mosie coils!!!! We were joined by Martin and Harvey from Dorris, Robin and his wife from Trigger along with their daughter and relative newbie Tash, Steve and Chris from The Mowlam Mob and Jonas from team Swede. We were reassured that we were in a safe campsite when the night security gaurd came and advised us through gesticulation that we should make sure all our possessions were packed away. The many campsite dogs  kept him alert of unwanted visitors by barking. We managed to finish off the Jack Daniels and Archers with a little help from friends and will now have to find some dodgy foreign fire water, not a problem where we're going......

Tomorrow we're off to...................

Sand castles any one?

Day 11

Banksy, Bulgaria to the sea shore below Mount Olympus, Greece

Yesterday Craig had noticed Oil dripping from the Diff????  So after a lovely breakfast he pulled on his overalls and complete with saddles he headed under Olly to check her belly. If it's not the bonnet he is under the next place to look for Craig is under the car! He also found the exhaust had problems too. This is all not surprising considering the state of some of the roads in the last few countries, we're also very low to the ground! After full consultation with the bible, in our case the Haynes manual and text advice from home the decision was to get hold of some Diff oil and see if topping up caused more leaking after a tweak from Craig. Craig secured the exhaust with his coat hanger, whose purpose on our adventurer campsite and  I now understand. Back in shorts and T-shirt we headed down the mountain.  Once again lovely mountain scenery with snow caped peaks and dark sheer drops encased in alpine Forrest.

 

The drive to Greece was not particularly interesting but on arrival Steve had really pulled this one out of the bag. Really lovely campsite with great facilities but most importantly steps leading straight down and into the sea. Sun loungers, no sand which I think is the best and beer brought to you so you don't have to move. First thing was to dive in. As it was shingle it's not great under foot but there were smooth steps out into the. Water to a point where you can swim from. How civilised! The water was warm, crystal clear and mainly occupied the Windy crew's. Chilled music played by the sea view bar above us, what more could we need after days on the road. To to pit off Steve had said that for the next few days we would only have 180 ish miles per day, time for the boys to chill.

  

Our evening was spent in the restaurant over looking the see trying the local delights. Baked Octopus was not quite the calamari Nik had hoped for but we all had a taste, lets just say we won't be ordering that again.

 We sat and chatted with Mark and Richard from team 19 with the Proton. Richard is a keen Photographer and had shot a lot of footage from our Transfagarasan run's and had some amazing shots from the lightening storms. I was keen to learn from Richard and had earlier picked his brain while sat by the see. This time armed with my camera I had some hands on opportunity to learn. I was really pleased with the results. Nothing like Richards but a good start working with the available light. We talked kit and some investment in lens and filters is the next step in kit and getting to grips with the effects of depth of field and exposure is now my mission. I'll have to have some more Richard lessons, with 11 days left that should be a good masterclass! Judging by his website -  Richard Anders Photography I could learn a lot. Go Check  out his work and blog, it's a must. 

Not much to report today

Day 10

Banksy, Bulgaria to a ski resort

Not a very eventful day. The journey out of town was interesting. Satnav didn't seem to have any idea where we were so we followed our noses till Sally Satnav found us. The initial journey was reminiscent of home with the Green hedges and golden yellow from the Rape however on closer inspection the yellow was fields of sunflowers. There was of course the Prostitutes road side, at 10 a.m! The scenery morphed into mountains and a steady incline where we came across Team Trauma and followed the rear of their Ambulance. But not before we may have needed their services. I was busy calculating our hours traveled and miles when Craig shouted put your seat belt on. Craig doesn't normally shout. Apparently we had had a very close shave. Olly vs huge lorry. It was on our side of the road hurtling down the mountain. Nik who was driving couldn't go any where as we were mountain side. It missed us by millimetres Craig said and the boys were both visibly shaken. 

Back in the mountains again, the terrain I have found a new love for was lovely. We headed for the ski town of Banksy. I was expecting nice ski chalets which were really picturesque. Far from it. We couldn't locate our apartment and a very nice Bulgarian lady came to our aid noticing our car was not Bulgarian. I'm sure she noticed more than that!

We finally found it and it looked closed. Nik headed towards a large wooden door and found out I was the correct one and they had our booking for a 2 bed apartment. Trigger crew arrived just behind us as Craig was very carefully negotiating bringing Olly into the underground car park. The apartment was lovely with really sunny balcony so I set about washing clothes, again!

We met up with a few others to have a couple of beers in the sun. Craig had a dip in the pool and then we took advantage of having a kitchen and cooked dinner. Chilled night I. And Nik exhausted so off to bed we made him go. 

Tomorrow we're off to .............,

Now time to get down the mountain

Day 9

 Tansfagarason Highway, Romania to Russo in Bulgaria

Everyone awoke and checked around to see that they and their belongings were intact. All ok for us, thankfully. We had finally drifted off to sleep as the storm passed. I went around then campers to see how everyone had faired and some had abandoned tents to sleep in their vehicles. Team Trauma had 4 of their crew sleeping in various positions in their Ambulance. I may not have mentioned them before. They arrived to meet us all in Hungary as were not able to set off until Wednesday. They had the Ambulance donated to them! 

In general Camp Windy survived well, some did find themselves floating on water but as we said it's all part of the "wild camping" experience. We would love to wild camp again if there is an opportunity at the remaining travel destinations along our journey. As usual though Steve isn't giving much away.

Going down the other side of the mountain was stunning too but in a different way. Still winding and steep but greener with waterfalls. Several tunnels to navigate and Nik has developed an urge to turn on the blue LED lights and siren. At least people should see and hear us. The mountain was steep and Olly's breaks are not great so brake fade set in fairly quickly. A wait in a lay by to cool down the breaks was just search of Bulgarianmmwhat Olly needed. This also gave me opportunities to take pictures.

We came across the amazing feet of engineering which was a gigantic dam, we couldn't find a parking spot for Olly. She doesn't slide gracefully into tight spaces. There were lots of people with cameras and We have some pic's. someone said it made their head spin just looking down at the sheer drop. In the uk there would be barriers and you would have to pay to take a look.  

We headed for The Bulgarian boarder, over the river Danube. It's not at all blue by the way. Our first impressions of Bulgaria from the journey from border to Hotel approx 25 mins, was that this looked like an Easter block country. More Of what we had estimated to have been in previous places visited. Many teams headed out into the town in search of a restaurant, returning much latter with sore heads but having danced along with the locals to some Bulgarian music. We took advantage of a nice meal in our hotel food. Kate had booked us in somewhere earlier Hotel Anna. Very friendly staff and our waiter couldn't couldn't do enough for us. 

Tomorrow we're headed to .............

We're here at last to realise a dream come true

Day 9 Tansfagarason Highway, Romania

There was a real buzz around the camp site today. Vehicles were being given that extra bit of attention as today was the day we had all looked forward to and talked about for months. Harvey was busy reciting the fuel pump from the front to rear of Dorris the Morris Minor. A drill was needed and Martin was banging on the tent to see if Craig had one. he didn't but Robin in Trigger did so mission accomplished along with wooden props to raise bonnet to cool engine down. Fair play to Harvey and Martin, Dorris needed some extra care and attention but got the loudest cheer when she arrived at our destination's. as with us cooling the engine was a problem on hill climbs and Craig had fitted an extra fan to ours. All essential modifications for today we took on the challenge of the "Top Gear" famed Transfagarasan Highway.  Only we don't have super cars ours were much loved crumbly old girls and boys. A 23 year old Limo, try that one Clarkson!!!!!!!

Some teams were keen to get going, Team Lotus and Chameleon had couldn't get there quick enough. Team Chameleon loaded with Go pro dash mount and a tank full of fuel reported back. Marks dreams had come true, it really was EPIC! I don't know how many trips up and down they did but between swaps both Mark and Richard must have maxed out their engine.

Our trip to base of the Trans was interesting, whiteness to both Romanian wedding and funeral. A convoy with the Mobster Mowlems and Jezebel led us through a small Romanian village with deep pot hole covered roads and locals who looked on surprised to see us.  We must have been the talk of the village, I can't imagine they see much of this action. Several U turns and shrugging of shoulders we found a lay by to pull into to collect some others to join the convoy. Team Nightmare and Team 46, The Swede's also hooked up. Anna however, decided the car wasn't good enough so set off on her bike! Yes, we were all in ore. She is training for a bike ride from Sweden to Paris in July but I'm not sure if she'll have mountains quite like this. We all applauded as she rode off. Mark had said it would be approx 20 mins to summit, more or less depending on our old girls. They were managing 10 minutes in their Proton. Who knows what Team Lotus times were.  Before we started -

On the Transfagarasan highway

Setting off up the Trans with the Extra fan on and eyes on the temperature gauge and elevation. Starting elevation was 1822 above sea level. It was a very steep drive under the cover of the mountain trees and I was thinking where are the open winding turns between the two mountains "Top Gear" style. We're  we in the right place? Had I been lied to. Had we traveled all these miles for a steep mountain climb with no epic views??????????

The we rounded an apex and there she was. The car went silent, jaws dropped and before us rolled out Tarmac stretching up to the sky weaving in tight turns, more than any on a  Grand Prix circuit that I've seen. Clarkson said this was the best road he had driven. We were on it in Olly. Come on girl get us to the top. Nik was behind the wheel at this point Craig's eyes wide and desperate to get his hands on the steering wheel. I knew today would be epic and I would loose the boys to the road. I wasn't wrong. 

The Turns and inclines were harsh on Olly but Nik nursed her round. All realising that at this point Olly was maybe not the best car of choice. Craig wanting to rag his ST round the tight turns and Nik lusting after the Lotus. Me happy to reach the top, body shaking and glad to be standing. Thinking back, how was Anna  going to so this on a push bike?

We all pulled into a lay by two thirds up to check out the views. Cameras clicking, excited chatter and feeling and looking like we really where on the top of the world. I have decided mountains are my thing. I might have to try snow boarding, if you have met me you'll know how funny the idea of that is! 

Out came our Build a Bear mascots to have their pictures too. Mark came down to see us up to a better view point, could there be one? It just gets better. Getting Olly on was a mission with a huge tickle to her under belly. My legs were shaking, my knuckles white and stomach lurching but I couldn't not look. I'm not looking to good in the pictures. 

We had previously decided we would try some "wild" camping and look for a mountain side spot to pitch our tents. Mark and Richard had spotted one so we headed to it to see if we could get Olly off the road and over the rocks etc with Belly intact. Craig and I walked her in after scouting out a possible spot. Tent up, Craig beetling Nik's erection time of 51 sec with a amazing 31 sec's. gazebo up and time for lunch. What better location with stunning views but back enough from the edge for me to relax. I chilled away from the edge while the boys to Olly back out on to the Trans, Craig behind the wheel this time. I didn't fancy loosing my lunch as my stomach lurched at every turn. Once on their way I thought, should have kept the passports with me in case they don't return. 

Others joined us at camp and there was still no sight of the boys, should I get worried? They turned up eventually with huge grins. This was worth all the driving time and hours just to get to this point. However, they did report back that the brakes were not man enough for the job and break fade was an issue going down. Knowing we had gone up we must go down tomorrow over the other side of the mountain!

Camp was at 6,600 feet. 4,778 higher than our starting point. Wild camping was just the best camping night I have ever experienced. This is how it should be. No toilets, showers, bar, restaurant or wifi. But strangely the best mobile phone signal while sitting on top of the world.  It was BBQ time with the boys from some of the teams collecting fire wood. Team nightmare had an axe of all things. Imagine getting searched at the boarder with one of those. Steve set about sawing, lets just say it wasn't a quick job and everyone in camp sat about laughing. More beer needed. The Swedes set off to find Anna who returned looking triumphant but exhausted. A mountain stream was was needed. 

The fire was awesome, thanks to Steve's chopping efforts and some skilled fire building. We hadn't had much luck with Polish BBQ coals and those left from all the BBQ's also went on. The temperature was dropping and black clouds were rolling on. Lightening could be seen way in the distance. You could see the lightening bolt hit the ground below. Then ....we were suddenly engulfed in a cloud. I have never sat in a camping chair in a cloud before and doubt I will again. It was like a damp smog where you struggled to see 12 feet in front of you. Hole Windy teams disappeared.. Worrying really seeing as we were on top of a mountain ledge. Then came the rain, full on torrential dumping right on top of us. The camp sight was desimated with everyone grabbing their belongings and throwing them into their vehicles and diving into tents. No time for a quick loo stop, brush of teeth or change of clothes. We buttoned down the hatches while the rain kept coming, then huge bolts of thunder and lightening. It was on us, we were in it! The lightening lit up the whites of our eyes as we went from pitch black to day light, it seemed. Craig was checking the seems of the tent for potential leaks. It's only single skin after all. We held onto each other not sure if we would be washed off the mountain or hit by a bolt of lightening. It seemed to pass and then star all over again. Finally it mellowed and then the voice in the darkness said is everyone still alive?

Tomorrow we're headed to .............

So what's changed in 18 years?

Romania, Brasov

A very long day from Hungary to our campsite in Brasov, over 

7 constant hours on pot hole covered roads with lawless drivers. 

Craig was driving through the border crossing and was the first to experience a very special driving experience where all sense of safety,common sense and lawfulness are cast aside. Near disaster was well avoided and as soon as we threw all the driving rules we apply out the window and adopted the local driving style we were just fine. Cutting people up, not using indicators and driving on the bumper of the car in front  was the way forward. Today felt like a long slog in 35 degree heat with constant sun and no shade. The drivers tan is developing well. Due to the miles ahead we only stopped to fuel and take comfort breaks, but they were hard to come. This is where I wished I had listened to advice to bring a "she wee" with me.  

We felt reassured while having a road side Sarnie that another team sped past, spotted us and came to check we were ok only to find us making our lunch. A bonus of being sticker covered Windy style is that we can easily spot one another. Some vehicles are easier to spot than others. 

On what was a very long drive we continued to play our game. If you see a camper van VW style you have to shout "billly" to claim a point. First to shout "billy" it. If you're in the front it's much easier so my score is not great.

Romania has changed. In the towns and cities there was obvious signs of growth in infrastructure and commercial expansion. Tesco extra have arrived here too and you can collect Club card points too. The villages and small towns haven't changed much I could say from 18 years ago when I visited. There are however new houses being built alongside the old properties. To amuse us on our journey we were stalk spotting. It seems they favour building their nests on the top of the telephone poles. I was not convinced they were real until there was movement. We of course had the Gysy spotting on over drive and couldn't resist the "Borat" lines each time we came across them. Between Stalks and Gypsies there were the frequent roadside prostitues   all day, through out the day. 

On arrival into Brasov it was unrecognisable. A huge sprawling metropolis complete with Tesco extra, Carrefour and Liddle. The old towns till had character, it's just a matter of progressI suppose. 

As we headed for our camp site we came across Milly and Jezebel, so a convey was assumed. 

Nice site but campers and vans separated. Little wooden huts available and there was also the hotel. I dived for the shower on arrival and was caught out by the squat loo. I did find a sit down after by which time me and my shorts needed a clean. As I left the shower block  the rain had descended and came down with force. Thanks to the boys the tent was up as was gazebo with everyone huddled under until the rain ceased. Unfortunately it looked like it was in for the night. We all headed to the restaurant at the hotel and 20 or so of us took up a long table and exploited the cheap food and wine. Fillet steak £7 and champagne £6. Rude not to indulge, won't be able as soon as we are headed westwards! Good times with the Windy camping crew. We even had a birthday. It was Holly from Team Nightmare, cake and candles to celebrate. 

Tomorrow  we head off to ....................

Pictures, finally

24th of June I think. 

I have been so frustrated at not being able to add photos to the blog and couldn't understand why. While lying here in a hotel room in Rouse - Bulgaria I have cracked it! It's late but I'm missing the tent and air bed and just can't sleep. 

Turns out I needed to use the Google Blogger AP for mobile devices. All sorted and I have added some relevant pictures to the previous posts.

Wild Camping up a mountain on The Transfagarasan highway in Romania, the road we've all come to drive. Clarkson said it's the best and we can't disagree. Here she is. 

Us at the top 

Awesome !

Time on the road with us

I'm usually first up and crawl from the tent bleary eyed, depending on volume of cocktails bleary ness is more so on some days than others. Stove lit first to boil kettle for a cuppa tea for Craig and a cafitiere of coffee for Nik and I. We're missing our wedding gift purchse of a Nespresso machine. On a quick get away it's the "lucky dip" cereal or on a more relaxed morning it's a bacon and egg's ( twice so far!). On some mornings it's jump in the car and fuel up Olly and us. The routine of packing starts, beds deflated, tent empty and wiped down inside and the puzzle of the repacking. Once on the road we resume our position's and the journey begins. But only once the destination is programmed into the Satnav and invariably re-programmed as it struggles to find some of the locations then we hit the road.

We generally only stop to re fuel. Ours is a road side picnic which to date consists of "ham" we think, cheese, mayo and crisps. Our diet is not so good!

On arrival Nik & Craig head in to fix a pitch and hand over Nik's drivers licence for their security. All the Windy campers try to pitch together but some of the campers are directed to "camper city" so we join up for evening drinks normally by Jezebel and Milly our 2 camper vans. Milly comes fully pimped out with LED's, light up spice rack, hot and cold water, porter potty loo, bar area and most importantly her hanging baskets and very large pole with wind sock so we all know where she is.

Now, our camp set up is currently a competition between Craig and Nik to pitch tent. We choose a Coleman instant 4, supposedly erected in 1 minute. So far Nik has it at 51 sec's Craig last night managed 31 sec's. Tonight we're treating ourselves to a hotel so the competition of erecting is on hold until tomorrow !

Then it's the turn of the bed's being blown up and the campsite comes alive to the sound of electric pumps running off the car's. it's become a strangely re-assuring hum because it means beer-o-clock is almost upon us. Kitchen set up, chairs out, showers had (well some of us) and the party an then begin. We're currently alternating between BBQ, stove cooked pasta something and we've had some teaam meals out, making the most of cheap food and beer. It would be a crime not to when a beer costs sec£1.00 and a bottle of champagne in Romania was £6.00!

A cozy night is then had all packed in our tent. Nik takes the middle and Craig and I either side. Craig fits his industrial earplugs and off to sleep we go, weather permitting. so far we have had blistering humid heat, torrential rain and lightening. Then tomorrow comes and the adventure begins again,we're a bit like the Littlest Hobo!

Newlywed camping delights

Camp Newlywed

Not sure if I have explained camp Newlywed yet so I'll give you a snapshot of life on the road with us. In general Nik & Craig swap about between being driver and co-pilot. I usually am camped out in the rear. My job is taking pictures as we trundle along, I think I am getting the hang out of leaning out of the window clicking away to see if I have caught anything of interest. Lots of curbs, roads and shrub's but with the occasional half decent shot. There is a lot of miles to cover so stopping to take lots of pictures would mean we would take 2 months not 3 weeks judging by the volume of clicks my camera is taking. I do get the occasional sit up in the front but seeing as my other past time is sleeping the back seat is better for  me!

Everything In the car has it's place down to the packets of cereal stuffed behind the car seats, it's a lucky dip in the morning based on what Craig pulls out. Between us we have worked out over the last week what we need, where and Craig is the master of packing. We have the essentials for road side Sarnie making to hand on the other half of the rear seat and the washing up bowel is filled with the essential items. The cool box,not small and needs regular feeding of ice daily is safely stashed under the mini bar. Easy to roll out kerb side, continent style. Well thought out by my husband and Aaron Taylor. The chosen packing combination is currently favouring the solid items like chairs, cooker, BBQ, gazebo and lots of Craig's tools in the boot with cans of beer stuffed in various places. The much used started pack lives there too and charges from a source cleverly rigged up by........... ... Craig of course! The rear of the car has the "soft" items. Clothes, sleeping bags, pillows and most importantly our tent. And of course me. Craig has given me a little section with a hanging carrier bag stash, lip balm, glasses, tissues, pen, pain killers and wet wipes. No lip gloss though that was abandoned somewhere between Amsterdam and Germany.

Our Newly wed mascots take pride of place on the bar. When I can get to be able to load some pictures I'll introduce them to you. They are Build a Bears - bride and groom. Nik's sister,Partner and our Niece gave them to us the night of our wedding rehearsal. I suspect Florence had a lot to do with this. The groom snores and Bride says "I love you", they got it just right. Talking of which, Camp Windy have also met Pumba the loudest snorer on camp. Tents do leave space between their tent and ours!

We have realised that our map is not detailed enough as have many teams so that map get's pasted between the 3 of us trying to pin point where we are. Sally Satnav is earning her keep and the additional one we had to buy to replace the one that broke was essential.  We're still using the old one as she gives us the elevation reading and seeing as there is some epic hill climbing going on that's essential! Nik and Craig really are putting in the hard work to get the miles done and for Nik who drives for a living he is finding it more gruelling than expected. It's different driving Olly on unfamiliar roads in bad road conditions where the driving rules are at times non existent and near collision is avoidance is at every turn. Road warning signs, if present don't warn in sufficient time and drivers in Hungary and Romania seem to pull out to dart round you unsure of what is oncoming. When they need to pull in it's almost on you're bumper.

Heading over the river Danube from Romania into Bulgaria to our destination of Rouse

So camp Newlywed set up starts with Nik a suggested list of accommodation from Steve the previous evening when he reveals tomorrow's destination. All teams receive a print out of destination, useful facts, distance, places of interest, suggested accommodation option's, currency, legal road requirements and a google map of the local area. The accommodation options are hotel, B&B and camp sites. Steve always says where he is anticipating to stay and so far all Winder campers are heading for the same site for post drive debrief and beers. This is a great part of the Windy fun and we are continually having new teams and team members come and go. We're now at the point where we are getting to know them members names rather than refer to them as Team .......... Also those of us who have named our vehicles refer to those too.

Off to see The Man himself

Count Dracula at Brasov - Romania. Which also means the famed Transfagarasan highway is nearly ours to take on. That however will be tomorrow so you'll just have to wait.

I should jus say that I am having Real problems loading pictures onto the blog and everything in my blog instructions is coming up in a foreign language and I don't know how to change this. If you do please let me know.

Dinner last night was "interesting" to say the least! Goulash soup you would think in Hungary would be spot on. No, it was what looked to be watered clear warm liquid with floaty pasta and carrots. Totally bland so chilly flakes added but then some kind of meat on a vertebra was brought out we. Guessed that was the meat for the Goulash. The main was a take on Chicken Cordon Bleu. That wasn't too bad. It was a Windy meal out with some of the teams and the menu, not in English was explained to a point. By a girl who was brought over from the pool to help out. We were shortly joined but what looked to be the whole local police force. I have to say they build them big and fierce over here. You wouldn't want to mess with them! They have real guns too.

We're headed for Brasov in Romania. This means that tomorrow we hit the jumping off point for the much anticipated Transfagarasan highway. But today is the home of Dracula!!!!!

There had been some rule breaking yesterday in Slovakia when Team Sweden were pulled over by the Police and deported from the country because they had no Vignettes. A pass to use the motorways in some places we have been to and are going to. They had a €40 fine and a deportation order, fantastic! We by the way have not brought any either in any of the countries we have been through but so far so good, fingers crossed. We are getting one for Romania though, we can't. Miss the Transfagarasan highway!

The Transfagarasan Highway was built by Ceausescu in the early 70's as a military route. It is the second highest paved road in Romania, traveling 90km from North to South. It climbs to 2034 metres in altitude. Thus far Olly has been to 3500 so half as high and she and we struggled, it's gonna be a challenge and the next Blog will fill you in. We're "wild" camping tomorrow night so we will be on be on wild bear watch. It's officially closed until the 1st of July due to snow however, Steve says unofficialy it's usually open a few weeks earlier. Fingers crossed, the boys are so excited I' m nervous and we're all a little worried about what happens if Olly stops half way and we have to push.

Today will be a walk down memory lane for me. In 1995 I visited Romania with a church group and a Dentist to deliver some aid to an Orphanage the other side of Romania. We stayed on route in Brasov, tonight's destination. I'm interested to see how Romania has changed and in particular Brasov. Many memories from that trip, some very emotive and I am hoping to see a much better side to Romania. Just before I met Nik I had a job offer to return to Romania and put my Occupational Therapy skills to good use and work with an organisation working to help re-settle children leaving the institutionally regime of a Orphanage as they had grown to be young adults with very little life skills. The kind of work done in the UK years previously when our large Asylums were closed down.
So you could say I have unfinished business in Romania. Meeting Nik, I decided not to make a return trip but part of me has often wondered what life would be like now. Today I get to see.

An emotional experience

We had a long day yesterday so we powered on and didn't make any "sight seeing stops". Once Olly was on her way we made the most of it so missed some of the experiences that others had had. One of which was Auschwitz, Team nightmare had said although it was very moving it was an experience we had to have as we were only 40 minutes away.

As Nik had broken the Satnav the day before we had yet another un-planned expenditure. A mission to find a replacement was just that. We spoke absolutely no Polish and a Satnav  is not rally a loaf of bread or bottle of milk. As it turns out Tesco Extra has taken over The world, or everywhere we have been so far! Club card points not accepted though. Satnav installed and off to Auschwitz we headed.

It looked just like the documentaries and films but I hadn't fully prepared myself for the emotion. Continual gulps in my throat at every turn. Scary that one man had so much influence to command such devastation to life and the cause of so much suffering. I have never had a tour with head phones but it really helped to listen but give me space to explore and take time to register what I could see. I opted out of some sections because I just couldn't take much more horror and the feelings of sadness swinging to anger and disbelief. The heat was unrelenting, 35 degrees or maybe more. Nik struggled and was darting between the shade. I would recommend the experience, it's a must for lessons to be learnt and for generations to understand just how real this genocide was.We didn't quite know what to say to each other so we got in the car and made our way to Poprad, Slovakia.

On a lighter note we were also very surprised by Poland. We hadn't expected it to be so "trendy" , "modern" and friendly. It was also a beautiful country. We were able to come off the motorways and actually see the country which made the journey so much more enjoyable. The question on our lips is why would you leave what seems to be a lovely country to come to England?

Our destination of Poprad in Slovakia led us through the mountains and into stunning scenery through ski towns and challenged Olly on the steep winding passes. For me the camera didn't leave my hand and my spirit was lifted. The camp state it's self was located with a stunning view of the mountains ahead but the view was slightly masked due to the low clouds.

Our view when we surfaced from our tent was spectacular

Tomorrow our destination is...................

Team Newlywed are back in the game

The hotel really pulled it out of the bag and breakfast was great so we made the best of it and filled up for what we hoped would be a long days drive to catchup with the rest. We hoped. I had not slept at all worrying about whether we would get back on the road. If we didn't what do we do with us, our belongings and Olly. A lump in our throats as we tried to be positive. It dawned on me that I had become emotionally attached to Olly. I suppose having her on our drive for over a year and getting married with Olly playing a staring role was allways going to make parting with her hard. I had never even thought we would have to.

We arrived at the garage and she was in the bay with bonnet up. Craig said that was a good sign. Then the News we had waited for, she was.....Olly was saved. New lease of life and we were back in the Windy. I fought back the tears, never so relieved to get back in a car for 7 hours of constant driving from Germany to ................ Krakow in Poland !

The boys did a great job and I was so glad to say goodbye to Germany as were we all. We caught up with the rest of the group at Krakow. The campsite was cracking and we were on a group pitch with some of the teams. After the nightmare 2 days we were so pleased to be back under canvas and cooking on Nik's pride and joy his Son of Hibatchi BBQ. Nik was glad to finally get his very cheap beer and tired and hungry he was soon 4 sheets to the wind. Worrying as he was sleeping between Craig and I in our small tent, only just big enough for our 3 airbeds! Weird honeymoon, I do agree. Wouldn't change it for the world though, actually we are getting some of the world!

We sadly, have not been the only ones to full by the way side. Team Freedomescaping broke down in Prague and were told the part they neede would not be available for 5 days. Big decisions for them too. Currently looking into buying part in uk and flying it out by courier.

Craig finally settled after spending time in his favourite place, under the hood of Olly. They are truly BFF's

Destination from Krakow, Poland  .........

Are we coming home sooner than planned

 Prague, Czech Republic

With heavy hearts we waved of teams not knowing if we would make it to Prague. Desperate for 1. Cheap beer and 2. Fantastic architecture and photo opportunities for me.

We jumped Olly and headed to find a Garage and supermarket. Both found in the same location. Best German put into practice and new quick Battery in. £90 of holiday money spent. We're off again. Faulty wire disconnected and engine ticking over nicely. Supplies stocked up, Netto of all places. It's saving grace was an amazing bakery and Craig's eyes popped out of his head. Very healthy breakfast to see us on our way to Prague.

60 miles in all good we stopped to lift the bonnet for a quick check. Disaster, smoke coming out of new battery! Craig dives for his tools and is into action. After much face pulling in his concentration pose and picking with his electric prong things diagnosis is alternator! Alternator disconnected and Olly limped to a garage. Craig was furious he had already replaced it only 8 months previously. Luckily the garage was not too far away. Typically it's a Bosh garage = not cheap. Cost to replace £230. Total £330 in one day. We decided to take the risk or it was game over for Team Newlywed. We didn't even know the name of the town we were in, turns out it's Aschersleben. The part can't be fixed before 12.00 tomorrow so no cheap Beers in Prague for us, we're stuck in Germany!

In a hotel where not many staff speak any  English is a challenge. Huge family room for Team Newlywed at £80 b&b. Missing the tent though! All our stuff is in Olly who is all alone and locked at the garage. We however are in The City Hotel in a very sleepy town which doesn't seem to have seen many tourists and Brits. Not at all cosmopolitan. A land that time forgot. After a walk around town my summary is some nice buildings, generally unfriendly locals and judging by our lunch working our way round a German Menu is a total nightmare. With 3 options to choose from we had all 3. As Nik so eloquently called it number 1 was cat sick, 2 was sloppy veg and stale bread and 3 was the best of a bad bunch, a take on Bruschetta. We headed to Netto to stock up, unsure of our dinner choices.

One good thing was a decent shower and a bed but we still all agreed that we missed Olly and our blow up beds. It was a very somber day, not sure if we were out of the Windy for good. Contingency plans started to be formed with Katy planning an escape if needed and Ed looking into how we could get our stuff home.

We went to bed trying to be positive but all praying Olly would be ok. She means a lot to us all.

Destination now.....................

Disaster

Gosler, where I here you ask. So did we!

Turns out we're headed out of Holland to Germany. It was mentioned that there was an engineering feet worth seeing in northern Holland but it would add approx 60 miles on. It was a Dyke spanning several miles. Pretty cool we thought so a detour it was.

Gosler was a medieval town in the pine mountains. We were making good time so we could have a beer in the town when our route was blocked, road closed! Time to stretch the legs and consult the map and Satnav. New route planned so back in the car. Car dead!

We had all smelt an eggy smell for a while but explained it away to euro fuel. Turns out it was the battery over cooking. Thankfully Craig had decided to invest in a booster pack to jump Olly back to life. However, the question was why? Engine over revving too. Panic setting in. Was this a repair or going to end it before we had barely started.  Decision made limp to campsite and get a new battery tomorrow. In the meantime Craig was going to find out the answer to Why?

As it was Sunday we had struggled to stock up on supplies. The campsite was rustic and basic but I really liked the quiet Forrest location. Dinner was a "bitza" dinner made tasty by Lucy's onion and chilli. Craig set about working on the car and the cause thought be a wire that had shorted out. Now where to find it? Craig found what he thought it was and disconnected it but this took out the Hazzard warning lights. Clock and stereo. I said I would sing but they said no thanks. All other electrical addition's turned off.

Rain! Early to bed mulling over the potential outcomes of Olly's poorly state and coming to terms with decisions we may have to make.

Firstly, hoping we can make tomorrow's destination..................

Weymouth to..........

Amsterdam !

So, 9.00 departure from Weymouth heading to Dover was what we had known but now our destination of Amsterdam was a big task ahead. We had left home at 12.00, left Weymouth at 21.00 , drove to Dover and caught the 2.20 ferry to Calais and arrived in Calais at 05.00 (no sleep had, well by boys anyway!). Craig missed France, although only a small part of trip but (he was sleeping). That's 1 country, does landing in Calais count? Nik was driving and I was fighting sleep to keep him awake. Tiredness took hold and into services in Belgium where another Windy team were also catching some sleep. We said we would have a 10 min nap, 2 hours later we woke up! Onto Amsterdam we went. Torrential rain as we negotiated the ring road into Amsterdam but result, rain ceased as arrived at our campsite. Fantastic facilities and close to city centre-  Gaaspercamping. 25 euro but they forgot to charge for me so actual cost 19 euro, not bad for city accommodation is it?

The Coleman Tourer tent really came into it's own. Exhausted the tent really did go up in 1 min and camp set up achieved shortly after. By the 23rd day we'll have this supper slick just like putting up a Disco rig. I was dead on my feet as had stayed awake to make sure boys were awake while they swapped driving and snoring to get to Amsterdam. 600 miles done on stage 1 with 4 countries under our tyres.

Off to see the sights we did go. Metro, bikes, canals, prostitutes, waffles and canabis. Ph and don't forget a few beers. Pretty city but very busy, you don't see that on the picture post cards. We found ourselves in The Red light District before we realised it and I was not prepared for what I saw. It gives window shopping a whole new name. It was 15.30 in the afternoon and families were seeing the sights when all of a sudden an often not so attractive almost naked lady (loosely) summons you to her window. Nasty velvet chair and matching curtain. What shocked me. Most was that in the middle of the afternoon blokes were walking in like it was nothing odd and the red curtain was pulled. It just seemed strangely normal. I think it look very different at night but we didn't stick around to find out.

Lots of history but sadly too tired to make the most of it. I liked the architecture and found some rare and uncrowned opportunities to take some pictures. We decided to try and find a canal side bar to enjoy a beer in the sun (it was out an we didn't know how long for). We were avoiding the "cafe" culture. In our tired state we would most likely have completely spaced out and slid into a canal. However, as it stands there is no fresh air in city it's just Canabis fuelled. I do wonder if it's a case of "you can so you do". People were smoking huge amounts it appeared while drinking a beer and watching the speed people were rolling their joints and smoking 1 after another. Not our thing so we moved on.

More our thing Waffles and Nutella, freshly made. That's the money shot!

So my take (and only mine - my blog after all) is that glad I have been, seen and briefly experienced but don't feel the need to rush back. Very cosmopolitan and trendy culture, nice vibe but busy and friendly people many of which spoke very good English.

Nice first night and The Son of Hibatchi made it's first experience of many. Lots of interest in Nik's BBQ gadget, he was a happy man. Nice to get to know the people behind the teams. I found  in Steve from Team Mobster someone with a sense of humour like mine.  This will make for many a hilarious camp night's to come. Early bed as exhausted from day 1 & 2. Steve announced destination for day 3 and where were headed to.............

Interior modifications

We're now almost packed and starting to feel that the Windy 500 has actually started. It's time now to reveal Ollys interior modification's. As we are co-owners of Lets Go Disco along with Barry Newbury there was no other way to go than......................



LED lighting, glitter ball, interior sound system, 15" TV with  DVD player and..........................

Fully operational cocktail bar of course!

Complete of course with Optics, a cocktail menu, flashing mixer, umbrella's, morello cherries and lemon slices. You can even slam a shot if thats you're bag. We have Cocktail to get us in the mood on the DVD if it's raining and sitting in Olly is the preferred option.

We're planning to rock up to a campsite and share a cocktail in a very civilised manner with our fellow Windy travellers, if we can raise a bit more for our charities along the way our bar may be more help than we first thought. Maybe a cocktail or two can be swapped for much needed services from other Windy goers with talents much needed. A meal from Lucy for starts!

Olly is dressed in her finery

Well with 1 more sleep to go Olly has got dressed at last after much help from Barney with his expertise as a member of the Auto Glym Technical support team. He has given up his time to make sure Olly looks her best on the outside and Nik & Craig have worked on the inside with help of our good friend Aaron.

To top it off a local print firm has made us some additional signs to promote our Blog and to thank those who have helped us along the way to get to this point.

We would like to make a special mention of the following   =

Watermans Jewellers  -  www.watermansjewellers.co.uk

Lets Go Disco    -   www.lets-go-disco.com

Abyss Dive, Fuerteventura   -    www.Abyss.Fuerteventura.com

Rob Wheal Photography

We would like to say a special thanks to Bamboo creations, who have provided the extra logo's for us. 

  www.bamboocreations.co.uk

So here she is......................

It took some effort to get her name on and I don't think Barney was all that pleased with us in his ear. Hannah, his girlfriend also joined team "Auto Glym".

Team Newlywed did do some of the work but Barney supervised the job and being a perfectionist didn't let u get away with the "that will do" approach.

The rear doesn't look too bad either.

Even I had a go, notice I have a small corner to smooth out, they just don't trust me! Whats my job in this team, of course cook, bottle washer and photographer!

The adventure begins

Blog 17th of June

Delayed updates as strange and bizarre adventures................

Start at the start I guess. Packing of the car ready to leave was a huge challenge and Nik was not amused. Pack, re-pack and the nightmare continued. The debate on how to maximise the space was heated and as you know we have a Limo so there is plenty of space, or was till we filled it up.  Our good friends Dave and Kirstan were coming down in convoy and bringing Mum but arrived to enjoy the last minute stress.

We finally got away at 12 ish with an unexpected return of Az to wave us off. In convoy the Boyntons and Team Newlywed hit the road, southbound to Weymouth. We had a quick stop off at the Boyntons lovely Art Deco style hotel on the hilltop overlooking Weymouth beach. The Reveria looked a great place to stay. In character we changed clothes into our Newlywed gear. Nik in Tux and me in dress complete with veil and bouquet. Craig was supposed to bring his suite but forgot so as Team Newlywed chauffeur he had to borrow my Dads. Priceless!!!!! Tan and 2 sizes too big with his straw hat he morphed into Manuell our mexican driver for our tour of Europe, he slipped into character too well.  We hit Morrisons in character to stock up the cocktail bar in the back of Olly. We did get some odd looks.

The big send off started from 6.00 at Weymouth football club. We arrived to find most of the vehicles were already there and the starting grid was marked up with team positions. We are Team 27, the date we married. On arrival we drove the circle of the car park and Olly got to make her big entrance. It was finally great to meet the teams and check out everyone's vehicle of choice and modifications to make the journey comfortable and some extra's added just for comedy value. Team Mobster had their mob outfits on, think Bugsy Malone! Team Lotus took on the full James Bond in their Tux's with bow ties undone, very suave. Sleeping quarters were interesting! The guys with the Ambulance had done a great job of cleaning out the blood, guts and smell of antiseptic. Nice kitchen area where a stretcher would normally be. We were all surprised to see how The Morris minor would cope on the long drives and more importantly how they had squashed all their gear in such a small space. Especially as we had trouble with all the space we had!!!!!!

After photo's,  recordings for the local hospital radio and more photos it was nearly time for the off. We were very lucky to have had some great support to wave us off from both Dave and Kirstan who also enabled my Mum to come along too. My brother, Barney joined us to see the result of all his hard labour take to the highways. It was a photo opportunity he just couldn't refuse! Friends from work Caroline, Mel and Helen also made the journey and Nik made them a special cocktail from bar Olly. Complete with Glitter ball spinning and LED lighting, saving the horn until the off. The atmosphere was electric with all teams pumped and ready to go. In disbelief though that we were all at this point and almost on our way but to where..............

Kirstan Boynton we salute you

Dave Boynton we solute you

Mummy Dobbs we solute you

Craig rocks out his Manuell our Mexican driver

Nik raises his hat to you all,it's going to Ben an adventure

Caroline, Helen and Mel came down all the way from Banbury to wave us off

Steve announced the money. Raised so far was at £16,000 with more coming in so to this point the efforts to raise money had been immense. Following on Steve announced destination 1 was to be.....................