The Rig leaving England Oh My God!!! What have I let myself get into?
Don't we need an Irishman and a Scotsman to complete the joke
On board the Chunnal brilliant piece of engineering. Hard to imagine it's now twenty years old
Then on over this fabulous bridge at Milau, Designed by an Englishman?
Not sure how that happen the designer must of been cheap? but it was sure a magnificent structure
John down on his knees praying to be let onto the ferry at Barcelona |
Probably it was more the clientele that had more to do with it?
Leaving Barcelona harbour bound for Tangies
On arrival at Tangies Med. It was all about keeping ones composure
Spent three days trapped behind this wire fence in Tangies Med port.
Thank goodness we were aloud out at night but unfortunately the rig remained.
We were told we didn't need a carnet, those same two words came to mind
At last out of the port and made Marrakesh at 11am to meet up with our buddy
Graham Paul who had arrived two days ago.
Graham at top of pass in Atlas Mountains, around 7000ft |
The Rig at to of pass in Atlas mountains has anyone noted the bikes we are taking for a ride?
A dream come true first Glider flight for us at Ouarzazate International Airport runway 30.
John was feeling poorly after all that travel, Yippee!!!! So Graham and I had the most memorable flight, even if he couldn't keep the string in the middle. I was being so careful not to pass wind as it had traffic in it
Nice convergence trust there are many more to come
No place to land |
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