white line fever, just one leg of that is a ball-breaker.....Manchester to Aberdeen and back on the same day.
white line fever, just one leg of that is a ball-breaker.....Manchester to Aberdeen and back on the same day.
Cherbourg to Almeria stopped for 10 mins to fill up and pee and coke.
made the mistake of doing that on the first weekend of August, thats when Paris shuts down and heads south on the dreaded three-lane roads, the verges were lined with used toilet-paper and s.t.'s . Thinned out after Biarritz, Madrid not as bad as feared but the sierra nevada was a grueller for the old van we were in, the sliding doors were a god-send though...apart from the sun-burn blisters on my feet..Cherbourg to Almeria stopped for 10 mins to fill up and pee and coke.
Not that kind of coke , meant cola. LolIllegal now in Spain, plenty getting caught for drug driving.
After Madrid it seems to go on forever on the rd to Sierra Nevada. Beautiful though.made the mistake of doing that on the first weekend of August, thats when Paris shuts down and heads south on the dreaded three-lane roads, the verges were lined with used toilet-paper and s.t.'s . Thinned out after Biarritz, Madrid not as bad as feared but the sierra nevada was a grueller for the old van we were in, the sliding doors were a god-send though...apart from the sun-burn blisters on my feet..
Don't forget the Primus stove as dad brewed up in a lay by. Setting off at 4am and I Spy books.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".
Don't forget the Primus stove as dad brewed up in a lay by. Setting off at 4am and I Spy books.
Speaking of which can you imagine @Bill Walker doing the verbal equivalent!
Something beginning with d
Desert
Correct your turn
Something beginning with S
Sand
Correct
and repeat for 1,000 miles