Fancy a swim?

Manuel met us in the bar and after passing verdict on the car asked if we fancied a swim as the hottest part of the day seemed set to last a lot longer. Excellent idea lets head for the pool. No this is not Britain, we headed for the River Main. And jumped in. You can't do that in Bridgwater. Now this is a pretty big river but instead of being full of silt, dead dogs and rubber items it is clean, easy to get to and full of speed boats and water skiers. As well as kids jumping off the main bridge. No, this certainly is not the U.K. We did not come across one official telling us or the kids that we were not permitted to swim, jump in or try to drown ourselves because of health and safety, not having a licence or because "you just can't" Germany was getting better by the hour.

Next stop Wurzburg

This is a picture of the pub (on the right hand side) in which we had a well deserved beer.

Having now danced in the face of adversity whilst poking it in the eye, and having actually completed the original purpose of our road trip in addition to watching a car burn to death we now realized that we were, again, running very late despite avoiding the gift shop and cafe. We had planned to be leaving the Ring at around 11.00am but had not even arrived at that time so now our relaxed drive to Wurzburg to meet up with Manuel was going to be another hard push, made worse by the fast approaching hottest part of the day, the lack of air con starting to take it's toll on the cars occupants.

The drive to Wurzburg was fairly uneventful despite finding some chaps wallet stuffed full of cash, but this was later returned as his I.D card was present so Manuel was able to track him down using the internet, so that ended well.

Now Manuel lives in a small village called Obervolkach which we found easily with our sat nav, only we could not find Manuel, despite being parked (allegedly) outside of his front door. We eventually arrived at a beautiful town square, and thinking that this must be central phoned Manuel to tell him what we could see so that he could come and guide us in. He knew immediately where we were. In the wrong village apparently. We had arrived at Volkach not Obervolkach. So with the clock ticking we had a beer and waited for Manuel to arrive on his Trans-Alp

On the Ring

With two laps of the Nurburgring under my belt it was time for Eds go, Yes we did only buy two laps originally but unfortunately one lap didn’t scare me enough so I decided to do it all over again, alright I made a mistake and went sailing past the exit at 120 mph. Back in the car park I recovered my breath in the fantastic German sunshine as Ed went off to buy another lap of the Ring and then it dawned on me, I would have to go round again! This time with Ed at the wheel!! Sorry Ed nothing against your driving it was just the possibility of an under garment malfunction, I’ll let the video do the talking


www.youtube.com/watch?v=uqM6VTQX4mo






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Back in the car park we assessed the damage to the car, our laps on the ring were scary but seemed very slow, but a look at the tyres gave a very different story, they had got so hot that the rubber had started to roll off them, they had been a bit on the used side before we’d left Blighty and I thought we may have to replace them before the end of our journey, (Monza seemed like a good time to change them, it, but that’s another story) I’m not saying we were going fast but we had pushed the old girl hard.

It was past noon and we were absolutely buzzing, so much so that we completely forgot to look in the gift shop (I know what your thinking “GIFT SHOP, YOU TARTS”) We parked up on the road just outside and allowed the Celica to cool down, We noticed a BMW parked two or three cars back also cooling down, though he’d obviously pushed his car harder than us as the steam coming from his car was black! It was on fire, another by stander emptied his co2 fire extinguisher into the engine bay with little effect, I pulled my fire extinguisher from its bracket and emptied its contents into the engine bay of the Beemer and for a moment I thought it was out

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OHbqEeAu4BY&feature=related