Monday 25 November 2013

I thought Patagonia was a clothing shop :)




We have arrived in a smashing place called the Llao Llao Hotel, Spa Patagonia AND wait for it, Golf resort. This has got to be one of the most stunning golf courses I have seen.
If the weather is good tomorrow we might get nine holes in, think the clubs are in the back of the car somewhere :)
We started the day in bright sunshine but had to battle through some pretty heavy rain and very strong winds. According to our local helpers the wind will only get stronger as we head south.
A lot of the driving today was on various grades of gravel roads. Some were perfect for Molly and we belted along, others were better for a JCB and not so pleasant, but we arrived on time and in one piece.

Couple of rallying tips we have picked up and are proving very useful are
Always smell the petrol spout the attendant is about to fill your car with. Two vintage cars have ended up with tanks full of diesel!!! Luckily no harm done to either car.
The other is don't let your bag with your passport in it, out of your sight. One poor crew had theirs pinched and that was the end of the rally.

The above part of the blog was written yesterday afternoon, when we were tired, hungry, covered in dust and a bit scratchy.
Last night the true rally fraternity came out to play.
We were introduced to a new game called 'pudding pouters' the rules are quite simple, you line up a creme brûlée  on the table, bend your head over it, suck like hell and eat the pudding in one go.
The undisputed champion was Hugo or 'Hoover' to his mates. Hugo's piece de resistance was to Hoover up his opponents puddings while they were still warming up. I am not sure the head chef was impressed but we all were. Should be on UTube :)
From this we went along for a little sing song with Andy the mechanic leading the way on guitar.  We 
all got the words on our phones or iPads and were in perfect harmony, bit like X factor does 
Patagonia. Highlight of the evening a rendition of a well known ballad, written in 1972 called 'Living next door to Alice' performed by Andy on guitar, Sadie on head gaskets and everyone singing with mighty gusto. Probably the funniest rude version of any song I have ever heard.
It was great to see everyone thoroughly enjoying themselves after such a long day.

Today is a rest day. We have cleaned Molly's windows, shovelled the sand out and cleaned the air filters. Andy has had to re set the points again, but the little girl is still flying along.
We have unfortunately lost 4 crews with terminal car problems. Such a shame and really heart breaking for them.

The hotel we're staying in is stunning surrounded by awesome scenery, the food is great and the sun is shining.  Do we enjoy rallying??? You bet :)

Tomorrow is an interesting day, we get to race around a go kart track. Now let me think, who has got the smallest car? May do OK.
Final bit of news is that Team Tigre is still in the number one spot, bloody amazing (sorry again mum). If we win this team competition I may have to go and stand in the naughty corner for swearing too strongly.
Cheers
David, Julie and Molly.


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