What is the longest drive you've done ?

When I was 11, in 1976, we drove from my Auntie's in Brooklyn to Florida and back over a couple of weeks but obviously I didn't drive. Still got the road map book with the route and stops marked.

The longest I've driven is Wakefield to The Alps and back to go snowboarding. Can't remember the resort but it was on the Swiss/Italian border. Took about 16 hours getting there IIRC with the only stops being for the Chunnel crossing and fuel.

The album of choice for that trip was Tweekend by The Crystal Method.

Obviously got done speeding on the way back in northern France. Had to drive about 50 miles round-trip to find a cash machine so I could pay the cūnts!
 
bellbuzzer said:
In the sixties (yawn) the 350 miles from manchester to newquay was a f'kin nightmare, 12 hours was not uncommon, usually more like ten. It was lemming-like, we knew before setting off it would be just as bad as the year before, that every town would be grid-locked, every filling station would be choc-a-bloc, queues for the bogs massive, the chaos on the exeter bypass a regular feature on the news; women drivers were still a bit uncommon so most "dads" had to do all the driving. The hotel lounge was a bit "four yorkshire men", who had the longest journey etc, those from scotland taking the mileage yellow jersey, but the south-east journeyers were in solid traffic all the way. Coach travellers generally shared the same verdict, "never again".
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The best was going through Sticklepath, then Okehampton, waiting for the lights to change in the town centre.
It's all dual carriageway these days - a piece of pisss.
and as for the hotel lounge - luxury.

 
Last minute decision and drove to Munich when we got beat 1 nil.

It was great once we got out of this country with the roadworks.
 
Cannock Municipal course, 3rd hole par 3, tee shot managed to knock it 20 yards with a 2 wood, well happy
 
bellbuzzer said:
In the sixties (yawn) the 350 miles from manchester to newquay was a f'kin nightmare, 12 hours was not uncommon, usually more like ten. It was lemming-like, we knew before setting off it would be just as bad as the year before, that every town would be grid-locked, every filling station would be choc-a-bloc, queues for the bogs massive, the chaos on the exeter bypass a regular feature on the news; women drivers were still a bit uncommon so most "dads" had to do all the driving. The hotel lounge was a bit "four yorkshire men", who had the longest journey etc, those from scotland taking the mileage yellow jersey, but the south-east journeyers were in solid traffic all the way. Coach travellers generally shared the same verdict, "never again".
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Remember these journeys, I seem to remember the town of Bridgewater as a particular nightmare.
 
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