DHL sold us a huge carton for our African treasures so we have finally gone native.
We looked over the Beastly Fang log Kim together. Very professional. A big thank you for keeping us on the page. I know she missed sleep waiting for news when we had collapsed in bed too exhausted to utter a syllable. Way to go Kim!
As I pack for the airplane, Laurie drives Fang to the port. Melvyn Palmer from Cars is here to assist.
Our awards banquet last night was certainly notable for the sheer amount of love in the room. The prizes were not just another trophy, but darling wire African animals. Laurie and I took the coveted Spirit of Rally award, a pair of metal guinea hens! We also received wire bulls for 1st in class. After the emotional impact wore off and we realized the burden of carrying animals home, heavy trading took place. I helped celebrate a 45th anniversary by passing along my hen. Laurie swapped hers for a lion.
A good girl band played on the waterfront, so we headed out for dancing. Obligated to burn through the last of our Rand weren’t we?
Just sinking in that this will be our last day with Fang.
Charlie and the T-Zero crew really changed the rally experience for us. While other teams spent long nights replacing major innards, adding yet another clutch, or lashing onward our four weary Rally Round mechanics to perform miracles, we were gifted with a very solid car. Gravel roads were unkind, mountain passes tested brakes, clutches and nerve, heat withered, and yet Fang persevered, noble and sure footed, day after very long day. So a big thank you to all who turned a wrench, wired a panel, fixed a this or hammered a that. Bravo!
And to Laurie. She became the heart and soul of our little band of adventurers. By day two she knew everyone’s name, their car stats and probably what brand of transmission they ran. She distributed healing potions for tummy, rashes, and colds, tried to feed me health foods ( no!) and finally, organized a rally chat group that the organizers even use.
I can only imagine what the macho men thought when we showed up. She changed their minds quickly on the road and track, and then slipping into her mechanics suit and crawling under Fang. A huge cheer for a real champion.
To all who followed our exploits, thank you. We hope you enjoyed the ride.
Knock out scenery, storybook villages, and a visit to the dreamy home of a renowned wine maker. Tomorrow we parade to the finish line, drink a little champagne and head into Cape Town for our final evening together. Your Nav