Formula 1 Reims at 06.30 in the morning in the dark - breakfast of crunched cereal - care of cereal cruncher and lots of black coffee, then off to the meeting car park for 07.30. About 20
cars present with crumballers milling around. Grand entrance by us with all flags over Canardly and horns blaring. Off the start line with the complicated quiz instructions and we headed off for Nancy into the pouring rain. The rain increased to tsunami proportions which aided the quiz- spoting numberplates to make up the letters of as many cocktails as possible from as many foreign plates as possible - not a chance of seeing any numberplates in the spray and hurricane rain conditions.
Can'ardly still dry for the morning.
In a clearer moment doing 120kph a nasty flash indicated a speed camera set to 110kph. Await a nice letter from Lycee Palace on our return!!! Weather relented for 30 mins just before Mulhouse so we grabbed a bonnet lunch & Chris went into the woods with a roll of tissue. We considered driving off but relented as we had not heard about the Stirling engine yet today.
Chased into Switzerland in the storm by various Crumballers. Canardly now suffering from the deluges - every time we braked, torrents of water dripping down on Jerry's feet, her colostomy bag seemed to have burst - or the scuttle drains were blocked. Zurich - motorway seemed to end abruptly and found ourselves in the centre - everyone reported the same problem. Then bashed onwards to Chur with the rain easing. Arrived 18.15 after about 400 miles.
Put up our 3 tents in a bog and rushed into town on the bus for the evening check-in at "The Street Cafe" on Grabbenstrasse, where most crumballers were milling. Chris had done a "stirling" job in the back seat with the quiz and we at least had a few answers to hand in.
Chur an odd Swiss place with the redlight district close to the Cafe and few restaurants open. Had a few beers in with the Guys and gals then could only find a burger bar for food - oh joy! Bus back to tent where we had a luxurious beer crammed in one tent with the rain dripping in the flap.
Captain Oates springs to mind " I may be gone some time"!
Then sleep or maybe?
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